Secret Ingredients
Petrichor
the rain’s heady scent
rolls in on the thickened air
of the coming storm
–
hummingbirds
weave the air above
a honeysuckle vine
Joy
old creases deepen
as a smile comes unbidden
to his weathered face
–
morning glory
blossom opens
to greet the sun
Rescue
the moon overhead
a toad lifted from the lane
sitting in my hand
–
walking together
for the first time
your hand finds mine
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