Goldfinches by Mary Oliver
Some goldfinches were having a melodious argument at the edge of a puddle. The birds wanted to bathe, or perhaps just to dip their heads and look at themselves, and they were having trouble with who should be first, and so on. So they discussed it while I stood in the distance, listening. Perhaps in Tibet, in the old holy places, they also have such fragile bells. Or are these birds really just that, bells come to us--come to this road in America--let us bow our heads and remember now how we used to do it, say a prayer. Meanwhile the birds bathe and splash and have a good time. Then they fly off, their dark wings opening from their bright, yellow bodies; their tiny feet, all washed, clasping the air.
Anniversaries
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between 'I do' and
'Till death us do part'
happy anniversary indeed :-)
ReplyDeletethe 21st is also #2 daughter's b'day
Happy, Happy Anniversary to you both!
ReplyDeleteHappy Anniversary.
ReplyDeleteA very Happy Anniversary to you and your husband. I do envy those who were able to make their marriage last for decades and until death does them part.
ReplyDeleteThank you for all the well wishes and Hubby and I send our own right back at ya. We had a weekend away from kids and dogs and carpools, and actually had fun:>)
ReplyDeleteHow clever to get married on the day that has the longest night of the year. Good excuse to stay in bed. : ) And know that things can only get BRIGHTER.
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