SuziCate's Musings

Shhh…don’t tell!

vinca

Her yellow eye stared

as if I knew a secret

I wanted to share.

Purple tattered skirts

flowed about her hips, touching

green peasants below.

She was way early;

the ball is held in the spring.

That was my secret.

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