Sunday, June 24, 2007

And Then One Day In June

This time I wasn't waiting and wondering.  I wasn't looking, not this time this year. Same path, steps and green.  Even though I wasn't looking, the long hours of late June sunlight offered fragile magic. Again. One day they weren't. Lilies, blazing bright golden orange, today here, in a few days, gone.

Do I mourn because there isn't a chance that they will last more than a day or two, or do I celebrate that they happened at all? 

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