Child’s Verse
Each act a kindness, each breath a prayer, Each word a poem that finds us there. . [ 1560 ]
Each act a kindness, each breath a prayer, Each word a poem that finds us there. . [ 1560 ]
They say I can’t see the stars. But I see them all, When the dew is on. . [ 1559 ]
The bees in the sunflowers don’t mind us near. And why would we curse or bother them? There’s enough anger and fear in the world. We ask instead: what else might we offer them? And their reply is sweet: if not peace now, when? . [ 1557 ]
This friendship we imagine is as real as we are willing to be. . [ 1556 ]
It’s been some time since we’ve seen the stars. First the smoke, now the clouds. But there are other ways to set our course. With smiles, thanks, and bows. . [ 1555 ]
People say I’m not myself. I thank them for the blessing. This, they claim, is proof — Proof that they are guessing. . [ 1554 ]
My memory’s not what it used to be. There’s more room inside it now, As if the time has come For something new to grow. . [ 1553 ]
First the colors, then the chrysanthemums. Or is it the other way around? . [ 1552 ]
the wind scours the eaves and here’s the pipe my uncle smoked before he was killed in the war . [ 1551 ]