September 25, 2009

While You Were Gone


Dear Fred,



Thank you

for the beautiful grapevine

you've shared with us

these past five seasons.



When I smell the plump purple,

I know fall has come.



I'm so glad you and Carol

are coming home.



I've missed you.



Warmly,



Your neighbor

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This reminds me of a William Carlos Williams poem - "This is just to say." Beautifully written - sparse, precise, generous, visual . . .