In the Beginning
Somewhere, wearing the morning sun:
Front porch flowers-
overflowing dirt, potted critiques-
bulbs need replanted, baby…
Sitting, watching the blackbirds roam.
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I absolutely love that opening line. What a succinct and beautiful piece.
Small poems are my jam and yours is a perfect example of why I love them so much – not a word wasted but so much delight.