Visit often
Unannounced or planned
Tap on our doors and windows
With your spring step & top hat
Remind us of blue sky
When the day is fiddled-grey & fog-spun
Or calm walk by the lake shore
when ticking clock is mad spin-wheel
Gather our pettiness
Along with the fallen yellow leaves
We will find you, a glass stone
To treasure along with our bowl of half-
missing & lost things
Brush us tingling as warm towel
On a cold day, lifting us with
silver wings & cries of gladness
Unmeasured, we glide
above stiff-brown trees, singing
Posted for dVerse Poets: Poetics - Choose Joy, hosted by Merril D.Smith.
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