small patch of red dirt
run-down lean-to between trees
stray wind brings echoes
small patch of red dirt
run-down lean-to between trees
stray wind brings echoes
ordinary car
window to grace in motion
pacing pair of geese
full moon lights the way
despite frigid temperatures
bulbs open to love
robbing one’s childhood
to languish on near the end
a purposeful life
crew in yellow vests
gathering trash that escaped
lone hawk oversees