cedarwood by Indigo Tempestaif you give me a wooden rose i will treasure it and be prideful i will sing songs in a hoarse voice and show it to strangers it will contain my entire worth in its grainy body it will be that way for years
if it rained on me i would not get wet i will be one with nature and she will favor me thus it has always been this way
my children will have the names abigail and elizabeth and if one is a girl i shall call her tempesta because i love the name my grandmother gave me i love the blood that makes me italian i want my daughter to feel the same even if her last name must be o'reilly or henderson
if you bring me yellow flowers i will plant a kiss on your spirit i will hope that you sense its worth the blossoms i will press in my favorite book, where the sidewalk ends to find them when i am older and to smile when i remember the night you held open the doors for me
if we make a family i will keep my name for the tempestas are a proud famiglia i will love you and my children just the same but it is my name and that is important
and when i am old if we have not met again since graduation i shall show my grandchildren the rose that saved their nonna's faith in humanity and so made their lives possible after many generations the cedar rose will be legendary and will soothe babies into sleep
and we will be quietly satisfied
01/27/2002 Posted on 01/27/2002 Copyright © 2025 Indigo Tempesta
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