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Loves
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Growing Beautifully Old
Because that is love,
when my beaten, wrinkled skin is still caressed by you,
and your gray smoky hair is my loving obsession.
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Husky Eyes
My treasure is my eyes,
The colors they create,
The color they are,
Gray husky and slate.
My treasure is not captive,
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Cowboy, Come Home
He is a toy cowboy on a horse
and is dragged off into the sunset
while my stuffed bunny heart
waits in the backdrop to be held.
Our God is the small Girl who hides
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valentines flowers
I want to apologize to valentines flowers.
sprouted somewhere with sun and sky
chopped into clumps and lugged into the snow
I did find you a vase, clean and sturdy
but you sit confused
elbows leaning against the glass