Friday’s Feast

They clamber climb
grasp the branches and grip
the heart smiling down below,
grinning up at glory two.
Laughter falls, floats leafy down
around my face and…
Find The Treasures

I soar under their calls,
flying inside.

Two Treed

Filled with something
much deeper than flimsy pride
something more like joy’s tides washing…
washing all the wrecks away
in waves, waves of day’s dawn across faces alive,
free, smiling down at me. 


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