Tuesday, August 09, 2011
Poetry Cavalcade 12: Leaf (3)
 
I found a red leaf
(Light as a pencil)
Deep in the fall
The shape of a seal.
I can be gentle
Like holding an egg
Soften my edges
And this time I did.
	
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				Leaf poem multitudes--a quartet of them? I like the phrase,"soften my edges." I see the child wonder and focus,and when I do,I bless that moment and encourage the child to remain.
				
				
			
			
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