~
i gave her
a heart shaped piece of sea glass
and purple, and pink, and cobalt blue
and bright yellow goldfinch feathers
from a pile an old owl had left on a wooded path
i walked down one afternoon last fall
~
she gave me
aqua sea glass that had been melted in a beach fire
one night long ago
and swept away into the waves of the next high tide
tossed and turned about
and left all melted and bumpy
on the shore she was treasure hunting
and a fairy table
and an peach pit washed clean by the sea
~
once she was my little girl-child
tottering down the path and across the sand
her sweet little hands and tiny fingers
would pick up a pebble or a bit of seashell, or a curvy stick
and stop and turn to me
~look mama, look what I found for you~
~
diamonds, and rubies, and opals, and pearls
are dust beneath my feet
so I take the peach pit from her grown woman's graceful hands
and long slender fingers
and I place it on the fairy table in the kitchen window
and every morning see it there
wabi-sabi glistening
in the morning sunlight
Labels: by wisdom a house is built, every good gift
1 Comments:
This is beautiful!! I love the images it brings to my mind! Thanks for sharing! - Visiting From Bonnie's
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