ESCAPADES
The rain poured out gentle sprays.
As I waited until the eve to write, I searched for letters along the corners, and under the pillows of the sofas and beds in my house. I could not find them. I wandered outside to the patio and the sprinkles so fine made April matte just right for a painting of coolness on my face.
I moved the chairs, still no letters were there. So I placed the baby back in her crib to sleep. I walked softly with tender feet not so to wake her until yet another Escapade. I would find the letters that I read to her.
--MIISRAEL
Posted By: MIISRAEL Bride
Sunday, March 20th 2016 at 1:33PM
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