In the Midsts of the Mid Morning Dawn

*Shell*
An elegant light creature makes its way through the smog flow.

No breath can be reached as the gift of sight is laid upon it's beauty.

In the flowing day it went, never to be seen again.

The presence of heart to be shattered, never to heal.

Published by *Shell*

A young mother of 1 and expecting. Currently a stay at home mother enjoying the time spent with her son and husband and working on freelance writing, and freelance transcription.  View profile

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  • Robert O. Adair11/5/2010

    Very well written! Very evocative!

  • *Shell*10/21/2010

    Thanks Jack :) I wouldn't say I'm gifted, just a little bit emotional from time to time.

  • Jack Wellman10/21/2010

    Oh my, what a passionate piece of work. Like a masterpiece work of art, its off the canvass friend. Amazingly good and your so gifted. :-)

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