Saturday, August 24, 2013

I wouldn't have expected

I wouldn't have expected your hair to turn that color
of the north hill when it bloomed and pollinated 
too early in the year. 

I knew, though, the grass stains 
from tackling old friends around the RC airplane field
would endure till now. 

The soil has been kind for catching me
and I haven't learned to expect your newness.  

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