Thursday, August 13, 2009

Upon the Sudden Death of Someone too Young

I have, upon occasion, run out of pins.
Stringing up my socks in the sun
My sheets dance in the breeze
I reach in my apron to find it
I wonder why.
There seemed so many when I started.


Artfulife said...

Did you write this? Is is very moving.

Anna said...

My thoughts and emotions are a swirl over this piece. Life is a grand, big thing to contemplate.

nicola said...

is everything ok?
this is beautiful, but so very sad.

UK lass in US said...

Oh this hit home. I've spent the last couple of days trying to explain 9-11 to a couple of kids whose only real reference for death is losing their 5 year old playmate to cancer. Trying to reassure them after they see a scary picture of planes flying into buildings, answering their questions, but knowing that they already doubt me when I say that most people live to a ripe old age. They always mention their friend, Diego.