Easter26
I awoke with the wind
to thunderclaps
and a stubborn night.
To Easter wrapped in November dress
gray limbs outstretched without a hint of green
or yellow, or blue.
Egg hunts long behind us.
Everyone here.
I awoke with the wind
to thunderclaps
and a stubborn night.
To Easter wrapped in November dress
gray limbs outstretched without a hint of green
or yellow, or blue.
Egg hunts long behind us.
Everyone here.