(What is Her Sorrow?)

Walk of March 31,2018

Bright rays of sunshine

Blaring into my kitchen

Announce Spring morning.

Fir trees and shadows

Are waving to each other

This brilliant morning.

Framed in the barn door:

Olivia and Collette

In front and in back.

With his plumed head fluffed

Rooster struts behind the fence,

While pullet runs free.

Mourning dove softly

Cooing far in the distance;

(What is her sorrow?)

Man leaning over?

Or shadows of a boulder?

Instant mystery!

Tiny new sapling

Pops up to face the Spring sun.

Next winter? Who knows?

Bathed in sun and talk

Two friends stroll down the mountain

Absorbed in themselves.