Weeds

Published on by annwjwhite

You toss your snowy head at me.
Miss.
Sending dandelion joy
Across the swordlike blades
of grass.

You root
seeds of deception
in my husband’s wrath.
But I kneel,
Giggling like a school girl
With a bouquet
for teachers
long gone
but still in
the center of my
heart.

A treasure of memories
as fairy
returns in seeds
of milky white
bringing memories’ gold.

 

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