The baby is at thirty-three weeks!
ODE
Snow making morning of the darkness, that involuntary light.
Can’t you make today a praise of something more than worry,
More than indecision, more than just the sun showing up late
Again at the edges of the fallen snow, gray and purple, then finally
The sky follows blue and pink like an anxious pregnancy?
This [...]
Posted on June 18th, 2008 by Shotts
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