There are two things I haven’t seen in so long I almost forget what they are…. The sun and Peanut’s several thousand dollar smile.
The April showers haven’t brought May flowers but more showers! 255 more words
Rooks and White Violets.
Each springtime, I slow past greening banks, searching for the first white violets. I mistake them for the smallest things: ‘The shell of a little snail bleached/ In the grass; chip of flint, and mite/ Of chalk; and the small birds’ dung/ In splashes of purest white’. 450 more words