The Storyteller(c) Singleton 2009
I lifted the tattered
paper,
folded, unfolded,
a thousand times
in this life,
and touched the faded
sunshine....
ran my fingers over
the colors
as soft
as
hand~me~down
jeans....
Three tables away
I saw the blue, blue eyes
come to life...
a firefly flickering...
dancing...
And then when
he ambled over,
barefooted,
and
leaned over me,
making sun shadows
with skinny arms and legs...
I started the game...
"Tell Me a story"....
Tiny little fortune teller...A tribute to all the stories we've told, the laughter we've shared, the choices we've made....Mine is over 20 years old...sea swept and faded. This one is bright and shiney and new...Just waiting for the stories to bring it to life. Here's to the summer of Love....and Hippie Beach...I can't wait!
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