The Depths of Charlie Brown

Just a bit of fun.


White with Golden Hearts

the morning sun,
how it drips
like syrup
from the pink rose petals

that envelope
his mailbox,
and the breeze
that excites
the broad, maple leaves,

into chatter,
failed to quicken
his heart,
Charlie Brown
tossed a stone

into the pond
beyond the brick wall
where he and Linus
often wonder where
sorrow and happiness breathe –

he tossed a stone,
watched the ripples,
concentric circles,
open like daisies,
white with golden hearts…

white with golden hearts.
And Charlie smiled.


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