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WINTER WATERS
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I asked herOne January morningIf she could wade in the shallowsOf a flooded pondShe answered"I'll try, RomTom"...She stood there freezingTeeth chattering so terribly thatShe couldn't even speak clearly...When she returned to shoreShe was numbAnd passion pinkAnd frosty red and blueBut happy too. |
There is a tree with rootsTo withstand the winter waters.And in human rootsStronghearted sisters, daughters --Blue angels resolutely standing,WaitingOn the heart of God...
I will remember longShe who removedThe black clothesTo wear the wine-red dress,And how we shared a saladIn a graveyard by the pond...Young goddess of the dew. |
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