Sunday

My grandmother

snapdragons
she had snapdragons
on the street i consider
i grew up on
her yard was
filled

with them
and she'd be busy watering
as i flew by
on whatever contraption
a bike
maybe

i would stop and
we would talk
while i snapped them all
and then she would
probably scold me, stop
that

whole time every day
the 'jogger man' was running
by in fact
i saw him just now
10 years
later

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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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