FINISHING THESE LITTLE THINGS | TIM

April 12, 2010, 3:10 PM
Filed under: Poetry

A walk up the clover hill
Or down the starfish beach
To the end of the lakefront pier
And back again

Through the bayberry park
Instead of around
These little things
They renew us like the seasons

Gently spading the rich topsoil
Sowing chestnut seeds
And pouring living water
Dripping from our leaves

Finding a new rivulet
A stone bridge yet uncrossed
These little things
They help us finish our reasons

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