To a Swamp Dweller, and His Wife
Wind, so evident in Winter
Pushes snow horizontal,
Pulls people together, signals
Wayward chickadees – time for bed.
Sun, bouncing crystal rays
Jars the memory of warm days,
Hits eyes and flashes you to
Waterways. A pelican on Marker 24.
Moss, deliberately hanging from a
Live-Oak sways in front of joyous
Ceremonies. BC puts a smile on years of
Yearning. Barbara answers with her hands.
Notes fill Cypress walls,
Accentuate perfect sunsets,
Inspire daffy paintings by the sea.
Is there a Teac in the house?
Flowers, carefully bunched by
Out favorite pepper-sauce purveyor,
Color up a perfect sunrise,
Festive day, romantic night, ideal life.
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