Just outside my kitchen window
Against a backdrop of dead leaves
And a threatening gray sky
Two tiny forsythia flowers
Nod in the wind and smile at each other
They seem to be saying
"We are lost and will soon perish
But for now, it is good to be here"
November 20, 2006


Comments: 12
This line reaches far beyond existence. Thank you. Beautifully written.
This poem means the world to me.
This is wonderfully done