So Much for the Daffodils
green arms unfolding
peeking nails through the earth
hopeful eyes wait with longing
that the vibrant trumpet would plunge forth
yet this morning called forth slaughter
across the limbs of their frame
yielding icicle burns and suffocation
by cold and freezing rain
8 Comments:
you still haven't called me back. I met a woman at church that reminds me so much of your mom. Right after I thought that, she told me that she moving next week. Guess were to. Guatamala! Wierd. The Northwest rocks!
It snowed this Easter here!!! I've never seen Bluebonnets covered in snow! Wierd!
I'm so glad you're back. How the heck are you?
Did you know I scarcely check your blog anymore? It's true.
I miss Willis!
Come on! You have a few days left before this blog has gone unattended for one year.
We miss Guadie! We miss Guadie!
I can't believe its been a YEAR Guadie. At least try facebook...I miss hearing from you! :( *sniff sniff
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