Sadie’s Sifter

Sadie never left the house

Without her sifter

Before returning home

She liked to sit with it

In the park

Sometimes

She found she could

Sift a whole day

Most of it flowing

Ash onto the grass

Until she got down to

One clean round nugget

Sadie cherished

The one gem

That came from

Those fruitful days

And would make a point

To save it

Placing each beautiful

Glowing one

On her kitchen window sill

Sure to catch the light

It was the days

When Sadie sat

Sifting and sifting

Only to find

Caught in the mesh

Many awkward grey rocks

That Sadie spent

A little more time

In the park

She would make sure

To examine

And then say good-bye

To each stone

Then Sadie would toss them

One by one

Into the stream.

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Layne Taylor
    May 24, 2013 @ 09:19:36

    Beautiful! I’ve missed Sadie.

    Reply

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