Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary

it was as if you emerged

from some icy pond--

stuck a hand up through

its glittering surface

and waved hello.

the shock value

is the same.

no one expected anything

from the water, no one

was ready for your halo

perched like a moon

behind your curls,

setting those

baby cheeks


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