
tumbling through tree limbs
juvenile kites roughhousing
same in all species

tumbling through tree limbs
juvenile kites roughhousing
same in all species

hello my old friend
always watching over me
walking home alone
the earth lies scorching
not by heaven’s cleansing fire
but human folly
though house maybe divided
don’t lose heart - but persevere

lying in wait
for the unsuspecting
the final truth

a change in patterns
the heat dome still lingers on
but school is starting