Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Solstice Valentine

Something or someone
Fell into the hibiscus
There are several branches
Broken in the middle
But no footprints
In the still-wet grass
From last night’s sprinkling
So that narrows the suspects
It clearly wasn’t me
Though I can imagine
The struggle that must have
Led to this collapse
And how often
It’s a hibiscus
That breaks the fall

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