Tuesday, September 29, 2009



Willows in the wind act out "afraid."
Rocks make the sound for "nothing."
Both of those I am as a person.

My father served for the concept "Gone."
My mother was perfect for "Whine."
And their son, that's me, "Defiant."

Willow, rock, mother, father,
behold what you made: "Maybe."

William Stafford

Posted over on mrbauld.com

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