Friday, June 3, 2011

In verse: A summer morning

Poem written in April 2011.
A Summer Morning

     Sunshine dribbles on the leaves of my hibiscus,
     and a warbler hops over tender stems in search of worms;
     inside, I breakfast with my family.

I once wrote that Home was ma, dad, jiji, and me. It still is.


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