Lina Jamison
art : poetry : essays
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Dianthus for all season
You bloom all year long,
Worship both sun and moon
And generously give yourself
To every passing stranger—
Butterflies, bugs, ants—
Never complaining, never closing
Your motherly arms.
How I wish you were...
Part of the human race.
Jamison/10/05/07
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