A daily opening into what is here
(with gratefulness for all the surprises)
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
7-26-10, Memory Shell
As little kids, my brother and I used to find cicada shells at Grandma Leona's house in Nebraska.
I remember all of it, everytime I find one.
Fireflies, cousins, tin cup full of grapes,
Pot roast, marbles, far away trains