Yesterday

Yesterday

Leila’s small hands

could not hold onto the branch any longer

And she

Slipped

Slipped through a sunshine sky

Silently and in slow motion

And i Froze to the spot

A freshly sculptured statue

Still damp to the touch

Mouth open

Screaming her name in silence

September 19th 2001

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