Molly laughed
because once she ate ants for breakfast -
from my white porch above the road,
mopeds pass and
we eat yogurt, granola
talk about sunlight,
and silence
using both metaphorically
to know ourselves not
as strangers,
but suddenly
as friends.
1 comment:
OH SO PROUD
I haven't had a lot of free time lately and finally had a moment to visit your blog.
You are so poetic when you write and you have yet again brought tears to my eyes. You truly have a gift of bringing life and visualizations to words.
Proud to call you my neice and continue to live, love and laugh and as always, share it through your writing.
Love,
Auntie Laura
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