Whirligig # 279

 summer braids enough line must feet fingers mirror shifts suddenly again magic

 

with nimble fingers
she unties her braids
suddenly she becomes aware
of new lines on her face
must be the mirror
her gaze shifts to her feet
they need work again
had enough of winter
bring on the summer magic

 

 

 THIS WEEK'S WORDS come from "Absolute" by Jacqueline Woodson: