visiting the cemetary on Easter Sunday

lush green field
on this Sunday
people threaded flowers
into dirt like
needlepoint,
moved slowly, carefully,
faint to leave but
some how
believing in
their grand design
though they themselves
can’t see it.

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2 Comments

  1. dustus says:
    May 2, 2011 at 2:20 pm

    “people threaded flowers
    into dirt like
    needlepoint,”

    Beautiful

    Reply
  2. Jody Costa says:
    May 3, 2011 at 1:12 pm

    thank you dustus!

    Reply

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