One day, one drop
Falls at a time into the cup
Not one like the next
Bitter and sweet,
The perfect mix
He watches each drop fall
And the vessel, growing full.
He smiles, and stoops,
And picks it up
Accepting with joy
The care-full cup
(Nov. 2006)
I want fall to be here!
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