June 5, 2009
1) Cool gust of spring breeze
Doffs the last blanket cover.
My thighs call your name.
2) Not quite yet asleep,
Babbling, chicks, moonbeams invite
Beachhead, built for two.
3) One tent closed for now.
Hands, Feet, Hair, who's you? That's Me!
Balled against the storm.
4) Blueberries for wake-up.
Breakfast in bed, sleepyhead,
Why don't you join up picking?
5) Just like Avalon,
The trail where you learned excellence;
Bigger rocks this time.
6) Children carry kids.
The blessing of their making,
The grass recalls.
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