Blue
There is the satisfaction that comes from training hard
and finishing a marathon
and there are the wide blue eyes of pleasure
as a baby discovers the world in his mama's face.
This poem is after Mary Oliver's poem "Yellow" from the book Evidence. The photo is mine. If you would like more information about Mary Oliver, click here.
4 comments:
This is so sweet!
Thanks Mama Zen.
Hi. Very intrigued expression. I think I see a resemblance!!!! Jane
Thank you Jane. There is a wee resemblance. He looks very like his mother at that age.
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