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A Blessing
(13 December 1927 – 25 March 1980 / Ohio)

A Blessing

Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the eyes of those two Indian ponies
Darken with kindness.
They have come gladly out of the willows
To welcome my friend and me.
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture
Where they have been grazing all day, alone.
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness
That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other.
There is no loneliness like theirs.
At home once more, they begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness.
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,
For she has walked over to me
And nuzzled my left hand.
She is black and white,
Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear
That is delicate as the skin over a girl's wrist.
Suddenly I realize
That if I stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom.

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blessings come, come with love alone blessings come, come with small or big alone blessings come, come with the day or night alone blessings come, come with you or me alone blessings come, come with life or death alone blessings come, come because of human or still I'm alive
Sometimes small things bring lot of blessings in our busy life. Beautiful poem.
Admiration...appreciation...and of course blessing...excellent poem
Blessing a good written poem, thank you for sharing
Interesting poem.... thanks for sharing....
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