Friday Poem

Daisies¬† by Mary Oliver It is possible, I suppose, that sometime,we will learn everythingthere is to learn: what the world is, for example,and what it means.¬†I think this as I am crossingfrom one field to another, in summer, and themockingbird is mocking me, as one who eitherknows enough already or knows enough to beperfectly contentContinue reading “Friday Poem”