Mary In The Garden
written by: Mark Tulin
@Crow_writer
Mary stands in front of the fountain,
a white statue of dignity and honor,
for squirrels to climb,
the crows and Blue Jays to perch,
a quiet shelter for the silence of the night.
Mother Mary is in my imagination,
a part of my everlasting soul.
She has always meant more
than the cement and resin
that stands patiently with hands open
to receive our blessings.
The rose bush rubs against her face,
fragrant with thorns and petals.
She feels the California sunshine,
an occasional coastal breeze,
and the sound of music
that plays from the kitchen window.
Mark Tulin
Mark Tulin is a former family therapist, joke writer, and fruit huckster. He started writing poems in high school and has never stopped writing and publishing. His books include Magical Yogis, Awkward Grace, The Asthmatic Kid and Other Stories, Junkyard Souls, and Rain on Cabrillo. Mark and his wife ride the bike lanes in Long Beach, California, when he's not writing. See more of his work at - Crow On The Wire.
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