wearing these colors
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people stopped calling you
young lady and you became
just ma'am or madam?
Around the same time it became
too much trouble to go out?
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not to do things I'd begun doing
well before I was their age,
and yard work once a torture
is now a fine escape.
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taking out old trees. Once
I would have tried to stop them,
now I enjoy the opened space.
John Enright
Labels: arthur wesley dow, detective, gustave baumann, hiroshi yoshida, John Enright, poetry
2 Comments:
What a beautiful blog.
thank you so much htgt--it's great when beauty communicates for itself
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