tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8540589374475482582.post8781801952125668452..comments2023-10-17T10:02:24.204-04:00Comments on Scattered Showers in a Clear Sky: The Eleventh Day of ChristmasAnne Higginshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13583292991932748552noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8540589374475482582.post-62154616856777757172012-01-12T22:37:10.305-05:002012-01-12T22:37:10.305-05:00I like your poem, the progression of the lines, an...I like your poem, the progression of the lines, and the final lines. To me it has a double meaning of first becoming, and the finality of death, all in one line, for even as a child breathes its first earth, it is breathing in its ultimate end. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, and all of it covered in mercy.Kathie Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10377224759599266209noreply@blogger.com