The Quaker Ladies

A poem

The Quaker Ladies have gathered yet again;
little congregations
sprouting in the virginal green grass,
their white bonnets nodding at
the force of air from the mower.
They draw me into their midst. Such
faithful evidence of eternal spring;
such promise of summer arising.

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