Wendi {at random}

The Little Things - Day 5

The Red Wheelbarrow 

by William Carlos Williams 

so much depends 

upon 

a red wheel 

barrow 

glazed with rain 

water 

beside the white 

chickens. 

It's about the little things,

which are really bigger than we know.

Today. 

Two years ago. 

Daddy died.

I was there.

So much depends on that last breath. 

glazed with tears,

beside the 

promise of God.

So much depends upon

the lives of those left behind,

gathered around the bed

weeping.

So much depends upon

where we will go,

back to our own lives, still weeping, but 

hoping.

So much depends upon hope,

the promise of a room 

promised to 

us.

So much depends upon the promise

that i will one day

have my own room

on a street near Daddy.

I miss you, Daddy.