Wednesday, December 28, 2005

she smiled hello

As she whirled
Her African dress
Caught the wind
And we all felt
Her sunshine.

She sat down
And smiled hello.
Then she gripped a spade
And began to shovel
Out her life.

I said, "Do I see flowers
Among your sorrows?"
She said,, "The rain calls from afar
And waters my dreams."

I took that to mean
She likes rainbows.


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