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Friday-- Puts Things in Proper Order"
I’m having walks in the rains this spring
after the winds of March and the winter snows--
after all these years, I’m having walks this spring.
I’m having solo picnics on grass this summer;
after the winds and snows and walks in the rain
I’m taking a basket down to the lake.
I’m having a woman of my own this fall,
after the wind and snows, rains and walks to the lake--
after all these years, I’m having a woman this fall.
Don Taylor
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a thrum of expectation and steadfast
ReplyDeleteprophecy. let your narrator's number
be called loud and clear
gorgeous cadence,
Professor dear
Such flavored hopes tasted one possibility at a time.
ReplyDeleteseraph