Poetry of Kansas


What is a flame? Where does it go
When breath snuffs out its magic
What is a flower? With no eyes to see
Could one imagine its symmetry?
What is a sound? How picture a
To one who never a voice has heard?
And Oh, What is love?
Till I felt a flame
Till I smelled a flower, Till I breathed
A name
These simple things were a mystery   .   .   .
Love is still but a word to me.

__May Williams Ward.


from an unknown newspaper

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July 23, 2003 / John & Susan Howell / Wichita, Kansas / howell@kotn.org

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