Sunday, July 11, 2010

sunday mornings, moose lake

no time for anything
not even for wonderfull
in the sun on the deck

it's always the worst part
the cleaning up and packing in
and loading cars in the gravel driveway

the driving away
through the best air yet
and the lake fading in the rear view mirror

1 comment:

  1. Write another poem! I miss my daily poetry "a la deanna" fix. :(