Country road
almost home cows sashaying
with their udders.
Country road
almost home cows sashaying
with their udders.
Apricot sky
the wind wraps and unwraps
her silk kimono.
the maples falling
we spoon the warmth
of mum’s raspberry pie.
Zen garden
steel rusts
on the resting rake.
Maples down our street
one keeping two
gold autumn leaves