2017 – April 6

It didn’t take long.

We were busy with
countless other things.
The cold the damp
the heat the wind.
Now grass stands hip high.

Glossy verdant leaves
stroked and tussled by
a breeze. Or a hand,
nudges a silver stem –
to balance and breathe in
a psaltery of sunshine.

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