Sunday, January 16, 2011

anew...

Visions of springtime, suspended in memory
quelled by the harshness of winter's repose.
Preparing in respite, Mother's new progeny
the birth of a fawn, and face of the rose.

S.A. Peck

1 comment:

Patty Kay Mooney said...

ha ha, classic! It's like looking in a mirror! ;)