I happen to be writing
with thin red ink and
happen to be reading
Tao 56 as morning
sunshine dawns on
the dark side
of my heart and
Mary paints the
rusty old wheel
barrow red and
paints these words
in white on top
as my heart
opens to the sun.
poem found on page 56, William Carlos Willams, Selected Poems, a Christmas gift from Mary
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