the sound of rain

dripping off the roof’s edge —

will frog songs be next?

showing love

in the way that they do —

dogwood trees in spring

a sleeping fox

not quite as tightly curled —

spring thaw

when I go home

to visit my childhood —

tall, sheltering trees

every day

a little more light —

birds sing the story

suddenly strewn

at the roots of the maple —

snowdrops!

rain from dawn to dark —

even the deer flick their tails

in annoyance