Saturday, November 25, 2017

Returned Valentine

While I was gone
Neither stupid nor wise
The grass seed I planted
 
Ascended flushed
With the green I wanted
To lie down in
 
So restful to the eyes
After long travel
Long travail
 
And the flowers revived
In my absence
As if they didn’t need me anymore

But could take it from here
And go on blooming
Over the door

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