Saturday, March 25, 2017

This Ordinary Day

Daffodil heads peak 
amidst last years seedy
stems, the labyrinth 
 breathes deeply.

Two hot cross buns
 I buy them both,
 the walk finds potted
tulips too.

We talk across the 
miles, celebrate tickets 
bought, share joy
and sorrows depth.

Laundry's done, another cup
of steaming green tea 

I read that Derek Walcott died

(old news, unless you were 
with a newborn and her family
for a week)

I give thanks for his many gifts
to me, 

"love after love" 

perhaps the

gkn March 2017

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