Cello Concerto (a love letter)

A volcano has erupted
on an island paradise,
a hurricane is ripping
through a Mississippi town,
an Asian war is breaking out,
a famine threatens Africa,
and a meteor of iron and fire
is crashing towards the earth.

But all I want to say to you
is that last night the moon
made my white roses even whiter,
a summer breeze is shaking
and quaking the aspen trees,
butterflies are really small angels,
rain drops little diamonds,
and that I love you.

The owl down by the barn
is playing a cello,
and the ripened apples
are falling for it.

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Volume 1, Issue 3, Posted 1:53 PM, 09.22.2009