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Yellow Birds

Yellow birds fill the yard with yellow
and that forsythia of course about to bloom yellow
and those yellow roses that were a bad mistake,
not here or now, but years ago she held them
at her wedding, everything already wrong,
but she, sure of her power, kept on with the vows,
until she learned to promise nothing to herself,
or to others and not to believe their promises.
She began to fear she would never be loved
that the walk to the front door would be back
and forth and the groceries always for her,
let the yellow stay outside, she looks for colors
that will blush on her table to fill an empty
vase with another color another color another.
Posted 02/24/16
Published in Wilderness House Literary Review Jan 2016
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