Bounty*
Your icebox needs cleaning.
Call the sky a liar
And see what the clouds say.
The birds hear them sometimes
When the sun shines.
Son or garden,
River or child,
Job or no job,
Song or silence,
Home is life.
Life roams.
Full cover can be a comfort
When it remembers
And you are alone.
Peace and quiet
Could be the shyness
Of the ground.
Tom Savage
1/11/06
*Written while watching The Trip to Bountiful by Horton Foote
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