Water gathering
most days I wait
through blue and sun
till dusk
or even later
and the rose has faded
to lavender, to gray
some days, the sleet
has started
and the leaves underfoot
are slick with ice
somehow I'm never sorry
and never learn
one night I waited
till the stars were out
dropped the bucket into
sound, only felt the weight
of it filling
and the night full of stars
and the river full of stars
and the bucket full of stars
come morning, the coffee
is also full of stars
3 comments:
And such a daughter-in-law,
like no one ever saw!
Seriously! She is a wonderful artist
and there is no awkwardness between us!
I am starting work soon on a king size quilt
all hand stitched (even the seams!).
It's the one medium she says she could never work in.
Wish me luck! LOL!
And sweet thanksgivings for the Mazel Tov!!
I always want someone to wish me Mazel Tov!
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Ah, fren', how lucky you are! Enjoy your quilt --> gonna be soooooooo much love in that quilt, lol!
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