the beautiful isn't always perfect
I said to you where you couldn't hear me
wishing it on the winds in a wildflower field
by the side of roads
you weren't likely to be on.
you will straighten your dresser drawers
with every ribbon folded in
and turn to practice your piano
while you still can;
the piano near the picture window
while the pines sigh in the winds
that come up suddenly
with the thunderstorms
and Grandmother says,
get away from the piano
and the windows;
there's a storm coming in.
mary angela douglas 27 july 2016
I said to you where you couldn't hear me
wishing it on the winds in a wildflower field
by the side of roads
you weren't likely to be on.
you will straighten your dresser drawers
with every ribbon folded in
and turn to practice your piano
while you still can;
the piano near the picture window
while the pines sigh in the winds
that come up suddenly
with the thunderstorms
and Grandmother says,
get away from the piano
and the windows;
there's a storm coming in.
mary angela douglas 27 july 2016