when years pass, and still

my child,i hardly know where our paths crossed.or did they? i forgetthe careful feeding, the hourscounted by much alarm,till the clock was my blood forever.that fear of losing you,doing something wrong, thetoo much responsibility and no response,only your toothless grin.your young weight on my arms,the summers of learning to walk, and to loveand many, many […]

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to the wind

The wind was kind todayIt brought scraps of friedPotatoes and pork andRagged pieces of boom-boom musicWhile the chaffinch roaredAbout his love and sunshine to beWithin the next four hours.Today the wind was kindBringing fresh breaths of acacia,Dying lilac and chestnut petals,And a promise of something jasmineOr freshly drying grass very green.The children of starlings in […]

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