It's a Laughing Day

It's a laughing day--
Sun chuckles through the bright leaves;
Pine trees billow green.

 

 Buddha and shovel
Sitting through all the seasons
In shadows and sun.

Green, yellow and brown--
Three steps of forsythia
From birth into death.

Alfred mounts his mom;
He's just not well equipped.
(No moral issue).

Purple, green and brown--
Three soft colors of the shade
That blend with the heart.

St. Francis is gone;
So is the old lady--
The flowers remain.

Ravaged by seasons--
Craggy, textured and shadowed:
Stump has dignity.

Whose woods these are (not):
Trees, animals and people--
"PRIVATE PROPERTY!"

Did it ever snow?
Was the sky ever leaden?
Imagination!