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.
