everything illuminating

Gardening softly while my

Roots untangle and I

Pick a tomato out so

Everything illuminating here

Riding my bike so slowly

Watching the sky turn bright pink

Feeling the warm sun, partly

Everything illuminating here

Walking the dirt road gently

Lane of orchard memory

Cradle the teaspoon day-moon

Everything illuminating here

Green house on the corner

Little blue house next door

Tossin’ tales back and forth

Poetry on your porch

Seasons like a whirlpool

Purple plums and toadstools

Apples and all golden

Then the cold so sudden

Won’t you cook me dinner?

I’ll queuе the wax spinner

Opening up thе windows

Begging for me not to go

Telling me little jokes and

Telling me to stop smoking

Everything is open

Everything is golden

Everything