Destruction of the wind storm,
strewn over his driveway, his yard,
into the neighbor’s yard too
but oh so beautiful
in the morning light
Pointing them out,
the perfect little cones
hanging heavy on each bough
as we walked to school
A direction, urgent, important
that I must make of them
a hemlock bouquet
gathered and cut
for mom’s dining room table
March 3, 2010
Suncook, NH
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