The Green Grass
{Written last Saturday}
The grass is green now, and ready for running. It is ready for new and vibrant steps, for the grazing of birds building new life.
The dew is frozen on the grass this morning, but the sun is warm and the frozen drops soften before my eyes. From every direction comes the sweet calls of newness.
And I sat with my old friend one last time in the sun and grass and fresh, perfect air.
With gratitude (and a sad, sad heart),
Joanna
Nash, 2003 - 2017
Sorry to hear this about Nash, Jo. Sending you some love from Oregon. Xoxo, Haley
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear this about Nash, Jo. Sending you some love from Oregon. Xoxo, Haley
ReplyDeleteThank you so much <3
DeleteNash will be missed, but he will play in another grass in internity, we will all see him again. He was a legend within himself, so many memories for your family.
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