cranes
Tuesday, Feb. 05, 2002 00:01
The cranes went winging their way homeward
When the life of the thin one, the diseased one,
The life of the one with no strength in his wings
Was cut short by the sharp winter.
Do not blame god for this,
Calling him heartless.
last five:
A Winter Letter - Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007
almost but not quite - Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006
rural times, blue skies. it feels so warm over my hair - Wednesday, Jun. 01, 2005
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004