green leaves emerge like little
green stars on all the sticky branches
it is spring in the Emerald City and
aren't you so entranced whenever lite
green perfumes waft through:
these dollhouse shuttered windows
as children we gazed through
to wallpapers and needlepoint
patterned with roses?
now fingerpainted-green dogs bark
in thumb-printed swirls that
we remember-
they frisk in the sun
that can never set
on vari-colored landscapes
we don't have words for, yet-
mary angela douglas 20 october 2007/rev. 6-11 february 2010
green stars on all the sticky branches
it is spring in the Emerald City and
aren't you so entranced whenever lite
green perfumes waft through:
these dollhouse shuttered windows
as children we gazed through
to wallpapers and needlepoint
patterned with roses?
now fingerpainted-green dogs bark
in thumb-printed swirls that
we remember-
they frisk in the sun
that can never set
on vari-colored landscapes
we don't have words for, yet-
mary angela douglas 20 october 2007/rev. 6-11 february 2010
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