May: From PartsLeft Over

May ... from Parts Left Over:

(Oh, my God! It's about being in love. Ahem.)

I had thought to bring you oranges
Or a tiny pearl to dangle
At the hollow of your throat,
A kiss away from where my heart would be,
To dream of in the night
When you are fast asleep,
Or violets to stay with you
When I am gone away,
Or purple ribbons,
They to tie your hair
Which in its own way falls
To lie against your face
As so would mine.
I had thought to do these things
And someday I will, but for today
I only have a tear, a smile,
Words spoken in the setting sun,
And then the night.

Spring will come to the midwest tomorrow, and we can begin brewing sun tea, that loveliest of beverages. Yesterday we had purple asparagus. It was exceptional! GM is peofitable--"as Gm goes, so goes America." Things are looking up. C'mon, Dow Jones, do your stuff.

So far, the Hawks have made a liar out of me, but I'm sticking with my prediction. I'll be so happy to be wrong.