we were three,
my sisters and me,
’til Ruth died,
and I was left to be
whatever I am without them
it was not truly surprising
to hear him say, “but, it’s just you, Rox…”
with just a hint of sheepish grin,
you don’t mind
if I don’t call for months,
if I don’t hold the door,
don’t really listen,
sit on your cat to teach him a lesson
you don’t mind, do you, Rox?
I mean, it’s just you!
why would I spend the whole day
you don’t mind being alone…
you take care of yourself…
nope, I’m not gonna start helping fix your door knobs
nope, I’m too tired to take a hike today
I know you think you need help, but you don’t
you can figure it out
will call ya later
whatever, it’s only me…
THE POPPIES ARE BLOOMING!
BLUE VINCA, SPECIES GERANIUM, CLEMATIS
THE LAST OF THE RED TULIPS
BURGUNDY PANSIES WITH BRIGHT FACES
HANSA AND HEIRLOOM ROSES ON THE HILL
THE OCCASIONAL, BLASTED DANDELION
LORD! YOU HAVE OUTDONE YOURSELF THIS SPRING!
ps I tried this in lower case, but only caps catch the excitement!