About this Christian Poet:
I am a instructor of homebound students with Pittsylvania County in Virginia. I live with my husband, Keith, and our six dogs in rural Virginia.
With a weary, routine five o'clock swing
of the hoe, Uncle unearths the Idahos.
They roll brown down broke-open red clay hills.
It is like Easter
to me, five years old.
Just like empty graves
with Life breaking free from the ground.
"Dig some more, Uncle," I plead.
"That's enough for today," he says.
But it isn't enough for me.
"More miracles, please,"
my voice trails his hunching
shoulders covered with red dust.
Copyright©2003 by Linda Yeatts