Wild Strawberries
Wild strawberries
the size of buttons
grow abundant on the farm
in Minnesota.
They are ripe
and ready
in time for pancakes
on Father's Day.
Pop a few in your mouth
while picking the dozens it will take
to flavor Daddy's breakfast
with butter and the maple syrup
we made over the slow
open fires
of almost spring.
The sun warms your cheeks now.
The grassy places
where you imagine your body away,
negotiate for wings,
are soft and sweet
and shimmering
with light.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
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