One day after my triumphant return to blogging and I almost missed posting something.
Okay, so maybe it’s not so much triumphant as wobbling back out onto rollerskates after a couple decades, but indulge for a bit if you would. At any rate, here’s a poem that hit the notebook about a month ago and which I rather like.
So I hope you do as well.
growing season if you watch dead sticks sprout green leaves for enough years, it's almost believable that i can happen to you too.