Baja (For Joanna)
At the top of this watercolor
To
The Little Flower
Something rotten psyched
her out a thousand years ago
forever, I guess―you understand.
Well she retained all of
her fine qualities, intact &
made her peace with the
world & thats the way it is.
Now she pedals awhile &
coasts & pedals & coasts, a
beautiful rhythm & she’ll go
on as long as the stars
I think! Kinda like those
pelicans Ed.
With Love, / Cliff