Monday, April 22, 2013

Her Little Hands Drinking – v2



Bursting into the front yard
at the sound of a tiny voice
thinking she had seen our cats
in the window of the house

But it was her tiny fingers
running through the flowering plants
her little hands drinking the smells
waving toward herself
bringing scents to her face

Smiling and cooing
giggle as she ran from plant to plant
the magic word of pick,
a yellow iris for her mom


Edited April 22, 2013
“Her Little Hands Drinking – v2”
May 26, 2010
“Her Little Hands Drinking”
Suncook, NH

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