Showing posts with label Holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Holidays. Show all posts

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Dear Daddy

 
Fifteen
By Leslie Monsour
 
The boys who fled my father's house in fear
Of what his wrath would cost them if he found
Them nibbling slowly at his daughter's ear,
Would vanish out the back without a sound,
And glide just like the shadow of a crow,
To wait beside the elm tree in the snow.
Something quite deadly rumbled in his voice.
He sniffed the air as if he knew the scent
Of teenage boys, and asked, "What was that noise?"
Then I'd pretend to not know what he meant,
Stand mutely by, my heart immense with dread,
As Father set the traps and went to bed.


Friday, May 10, 2013

Remembering Mom

 
Dec. 9, 1935 ~ Sept. 18, 2012
Gayle Christensen Peterson
 
Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee
Calls back the lovely April of her prime.
~William Shakespeare


Monday, April 22, 2013

Sunday, March 31, 2013

Not for Prime Time

 
Good Night and Happy Easter.

Forgive Me


Box of Bunnies


Hare with Pussy Willow


Soft Boiled


Pastel Patterns


Green Rabbit


Geometric Eggs


Grape Hyacinth


Snow Bunny


Onionskin Eggs