mamawasophie
07-02-2002, 10:33 AM
I wanted to repost this poem that was in the other thread.
Creaking to the Post Office
on my rusty bike
I saw one purple iris
Wild in the wet green
of the rice field
I wanted to send it to you
I can only tell you
it was there
Maureen O'Halloran
This poem has meant a lot to me in moments of loss, it helps me remember that although others may not have had a chance to behold a beautiful moment, person, thing it did still exist and life is better for my having seen it.
I hope others may find it as comforting.
peace,
mamawasophie
Creaking to the Post Office
on my rusty bike
I saw one purple iris
Wild in the wet green
of the rice field
I wanted to send it to you
I can only tell you
it was there
Maureen O'Halloran
This poem has meant a lot to me in moments of loss, it helps me remember that although others may not have had a chance to behold a beautiful moment, person, thing it did still exist and life is better for my having seen it.
I hope others may find it as comforting.
peace,
mamawasophie