a painting
every morning
tree branches
with new growth
and sky
with all the ways
life can change
still they bloom
every year
daylilies and hosta
Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning . . .
From Psalm 143: 8
there are poems
in the clouds and
sunrise
and light seen
on the garage
from the kitchen
and one yellow leaf
on the birch tree
there are always poems
Yesterday’s post: Creative Notes and Poems
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 