I am a Kentucky mountain girl far from home, perhaps far from the girl years. Still, my heart longs to return to the top of Low Gap mountain and peer off into the distance; to see the hills rolling and tumbling out before me, and the wind ruffling the trees' leaves, causing them to ripple like waves in some immense pond.
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Poetry, Life's Loom, H.A. Handy
Life's Loom By H.A. Handy Copyright (c) 2006 by H.A. Handy
Beyond the moment life looms It weaves and tangles, detangles and grooms Hoping for us what it will Weaving for us what it must, good or ill.
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