“But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.”
~ Vincent van Gogh

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Late Morning

He is resting under the blankets
one arm thrown up against his head,
eyes closed, face pale.

Later I hear him wake;
he is murmuring to the cat.
Then I hear him singing.

4 comments:

  1. To sing is not to feel pain.
    I've enjoyed your contributions to A River of Stones, Rosemary. Your writing is so clear and has such a distinct voice.

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  2. Yes. :)

    Thank you for the wonderful compliment!

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  3. aww this is beautiful Rosemary..paints a very vivid morning picture..and makes me think of my son...

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  4. Thank you Claudia, I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)

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