Wednesday, April 29, 2009

April green grass


Why did we choose
the rainiest city
the rainiest month
to fall in love?

I’ve narrated our first days together
so many times, all I remember now
are the words of the story
and the grass.

Green was born of the grass in Dublin.
My heart recalls, you were never a stranger.

1 comment:

Dorkmaster Flek said...

Yeah, fancy that. I'm usually a big baby about rain. :P