The grass' crunch invites my feet to join the rest of me
In the chill of the flaming morning fog setting my lungs ablaze
Discovering the scene asleep outside still as can be
Save the ducks on the water in a cresting maze
Geese packed in the field, calf near her mother
Arid eyes all around finding one another
Calm, quiet, peace frozen in the dawn
The beginning of a winter's end
Wednesday, March 6, 2002 12:51AM

