Sunday, October 22, 2017

Dark-eyed boys (Day 277)

two dark-eyed boys
their father 
at the window parting 
red curtains  kick a ball 

where the greenest grass 
grows  watered by tears 
she cried when she kissed them 
goodbye  there  then

all she could hope for was 
a warm day  lamenting that  
during the rain  they had 
not been able to play outdoors

(c) 2017, by Hannah Six


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