How bright the sun shines
As it did nine years ago.
What does the sun know?
Cow in the shadows
Watches the wandering hen--
Curiosity.
Cock crows at the sun;
Crows bark beyond the tree line;
Squirrel runs through shadows.
By side of the road
Pickup truck becomes statue.
Grass higher than wheels.
How tiny the buds;
How delicate the blossoms;
How gentle the sun.
Rustling on the road;
Where is it coming from?
Oh! It's from my shirt.
It's always the same--
The bend around the corner.
(This time it's different).
Beige blur on the road--
Tiny turtle makes its way
With purpose and goal.
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