Second Coming

all the little flowers
fringing the stones
& pale as halloween

dry for a long time now
quiver in the low wind
close to the sand

hanging in there
saving their seeds
dead but not gone

waiting for the resurrection
come again someday
matter of faith

rain

Virginia Hamilton Adair

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