MISTAKEN

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MISTAKEN

I sit by the window.

The whole world is green.

The hydrangea with flowers pointed

toward heaven is ready to bloom.

They look like prayers.

The magnolia undressed herself last year,

unwilling to wait for the wind.

Released from their branches

petals drifted through air

as if Heaven leaned over,

brushing her hair.

And we thought it all belonged to us.