Always More Shadows

Crisp sun, sharp shadows;
Buttercups gleam in the light.
Cool breeze waves the grass.

Munching on the lawn
She is beyond contentment.
There's grass to be chewed.

Just around the bend
There are surely more shadows;
Always more shadows.












Me and the shadows
Placed side by side on the road.
(I have the camera).


The plane is so high
You just can hear its rumble.
Bird lands like a leaf.










Blooming in the shade--
The delicate white flowers
Get what sun they can.












Late bloom daffodils
Wave in the breezes of June;
Know no calendar.

Woodpecker and plane
Filling the air with their sounds
Don't hear each other.