The Beginning
I love the picture
of Mom and Dad,
newly married,
standing in a barren field
which is now grown into a forest.
He freshly out of WWII
wears a leather jacket
and cuffed pants of the forties.
She wears a knee-length coat
just short enough
to show off those legs
that once won a contest
in high school.
They both look so happy
arms around each other,
on the threshold
of having five daughters,
many grandchildren,
and greats thereafter.
The field
wasn’t the only thing
that flourished.
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