Sunday Morning

Sunday morning


Sunday morning
pounced
on and started
to disentangle
an hour out of the day
like scooping out the
center pull ball from
a spool of variegated
sunrise. the tip of
Spring winked and
streaked across the
cotton sky, building
ladders from the
day’s rain
.

Yi-Ching Lin

Posted over on her site Y's-Bits on "Healthy Doses"