I stopped at Book World in Sheboygan this morning, and the first magazine that caught my eye was ARTFUL BLOGGING. If you wish, you can see the new cover here: http://www.artfulblogging.com. I’ve read this magazine before and enjoyed it, and so bought the new issue.
Walking into the yard just now, the beginnings of a new poem began in my mind. Once upon a time, in my life, I did not know the shapes of the leaves and what they would become, or their names. Language is one of the greatest gifts. I’m sure many of you would add: and cameras, paint, brushes, and many other supplies – also other forms of language. I love reading your reflections, and the wide vocabulary across many blogs, with my love of words. Truly a gift to be cherished- each of our gifts.
Thinking of Mother’s Day soon, and some of the health problems I saw my mother weather, I can also say that her spirit grew ever more loving even when some things were lost. Then I read to her. It was actually hard for me to return to everyday life after her passing in 2004. But I did live in another state for years. So gradually things “returned to normal:” in different locations once again. Not so far away. We worked hard on our friendship too, discussed many things, and loved unconditionally. She gave me this love of language.
all the green leaves
growing through
old brown leaves
daffodils
tulips
primroses
poppies
ground covers
cotoneaster bushes too
and the kind people
in the stores
guardian angels
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The calendar is courtesy of wpclipart.com.
