Monday, April 28, 2014


Each spring the ground under my mom's magnolia tree is strewn with fuzzy blue-grey coats cast-off when they became too small for the growing blooms.  As I walked around I couldn't help but notice them.  And I started thinking that we are always so focused on the blooms that we forget to notice the beauty under our feet.  This haiku honors our coats, whether they are still keeping us protected or lie dissolving under the magnolia.

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