Month: May 2021

Empty streets
Empty children’s shoes
Ground wet with tears

The forest floor
Spring’s tender ferns
Opening hands

The tender plants
Tucked in so tight
Frosty night

Through the ceaseless wind
To the quiet place
Where the waters flow

On each blade of grass
A sparkling drop of dew
Morning refreshment

Scented wind
Stirring up
Memories

Showing up
At the bustling refuge
Unannounced

Deer trails
Bowing beneath the
Poplar canopy

Air full and heavy
With the scent of blossoms
Weight of spring

Long-awaited
Rain gathered up
By blossoms