
revealed in dawn’s light
the shadow on the fences
that separate us

low temp this morning
higher than all last week’s highs
so begins summer
day after day
in a pond stocked with no fish
a stork hunts the clouds
May changing to June
angry clouds don’t always yield
the much needed rain
a field of blackbirds
feeding on dew and sunshine
yet all is not well
praises are not springing fresh
when all men are not brothers
P.S. With apologies to Cat Stevens