Sun Sign
The sun kissed my forehead
And settled on my chest.
I sat on a rock
And did my best
To breath in the dry desert air
To still my unsettled heart
To do what I do not dare
Alone I walked my path
Alone I let the dark butterflies
Glide in winds unknown
In the shadow of the sky
The sun kissed my forehead.

Abbe has written seven book, novels, short stories, essays, and a children’s illustrated book.

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