On the street where I live,

Saturday, December 11, 2010

they tore it all down.  They dug their holes, they filled their holes, they paved a drive, they muddied it over, and every day has been a bulldozer day.  We have waited for progress.  Today the bare land was made green again.  The vanquished trees were replaced.  No new houses have risen from the din, but it is the din that we remember.


WordsPoeticallyWorth said...

You are indeed a treasure worth savouring in the intense kind of sense as you are a rose ripe in fruitation of congregation supplication.

Lots of loving love, Andrew. Bye.

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