Put a poem in your pocket


Of all the things I

could choose to tell

about this morning


The one I most

wish to remember


and someday further on


Is this:

kneeling under the cherry tree

In her full bloom-

the wind whipping,

bright bloom against blue sky rockets by

the wind gusting,

petals fluttering in clear imitation

of the butterflies




If not that


Than this:

sitting in the shower stall

my toddler

stilled at last-

and silent

Warm water pouring down upon us


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