Then We Give Back
At the River Clarion (continued)
by Mary Oliver
4.
There was someone I loved who grew
old and ill.
One by one I watched the fires go out.
There was nothing I could do
except to remember
that we receive
then we give back.
At the River Clarion (continued)
by Mary Oliver
4.
There was someone I loved who grew
old and ill.
One by one I watched the fires go out.
There was nothing I could do
except to remember
that we receive
then we give back.