what we choose to recall
... where the stone wall once stood / a patch of wild daisies
Photograph by Peter James
18 syllables well chosen and joined. There is a precision to them that rivals stone-masonry and time. Barriers of thought and emotion can indeed give way to daisies. I've felt it happen. Nicely done, Teresa.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Geo. I so appreciate your understanding.
DeleteI like the contrast between the stone wall and now daisies. Unexpected changes over time. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rita. I drove by this place from my childhood recently, saw the changes, and a poem was born. :)
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