faith and doubt
pain and joy
love and loss
bitter and sweet
and.
always
and -- never
or.
both, not either.
there's talk of times and seasons
as though
these things were orderly,
predictable parades.
spring following winter;
collectible cars behind
the fire brigade.
but on my street
the marching bands
and waving hands
and floral floats
and four-wheeled boats
and dancing troupes
and hula hoops
are in a heap.
4 comments:
Haley, loved this...
Haley - Steven wouldn't even have seen this to know he loved it if I hadn't read it first and said I loved it and he should read it...
But seriously, this is one of your best!
Keep 'em coming...
How thoughtful, and how much truer to life around here, huh? I love that you had the picture, too. Thanks so much for the thought and the art, Haley. You make good things.
Fantastic, Haley...
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