Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Surrender

a stroll
under your canopy
of
dappled bark
and
outstretched limbs
reaching for blue skies

envelope me

with gentle
southernly winds
flirting ever so softly
in your green
bonnet

humbled in your
ageless stature

i surrender
and inhale your grace

~

missing the mom gene

1 comment:

Mias The Pen said...

Ah why is autumn so far off. Such a lovely time for a chance in the trees.