
small patch of garden
neglected and overgrown
glory still remains

small patch of garden
neglected and overgrown
glory still remains

walking the same path
each at a different pace
all arriving home
not far from a stream
May flies crisscrossing the air
one day in the sun

one step at a time
living each day as it comes
cherishing each one

first rain in a month
another splash of color
food for the journey