A Mother's Poems Optional Subtitle Flight Time Heart knowswhen it's time to leave the nest,spread wingsand fly. The nest is soft,rounded, warm,but wings can't foldfor too longor pleats make linesto mar the colors forming. The air is cold in early springor late...
Trees on the Wing Tree against the sky I love to see themstand aloneagainst the open sky,as if they chattered with the starslike birds,and danced with gusting windslike falling leaves.Like statuesthey pose,graceful,as if absorbedin some mesmerizing thoughtabout how...
