Legacies Poem by Ethelwyn Wetherald
Legacies
Unto my friends I give my thoughts,
Unto my God my soul,
Unto my foe I leave my love–
These are of life the whole.
Nay, there is something–a trifle–left;
Who shall receive this dower?
See, Earth Mother, a handful of dust–
Turn it into a flower.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
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5/2/2024 11:42:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Mother Earth...not earth mother