Seeing Through the Code

Faint whispers &

Beret tilts to

Ruffle her golden curls

Only the most

Aware notice

The winking eyes

Through the

Linden leaves –

“Your gift.

A new

Beginning.”

Sunrise

She turns

And her

Footsteps

Sing, “Thank

You for

Taking the

Time to

Unwrap me!”

See more progress on: write a (sloppy, half-formed if need be) poem every day (or so) during July 2010