Leaves Leaving And You Leaving Leaves A Gap (to rest to heal to go deep renew) Waiting For Spring Which Is Surely Coming Because He Makes All Things New
Hay
Cut hay three days dried Your scent settles my soul Complete and incomplete The rest, the rest of summer
High Summer
The scent of high summer Transports me back To the pasture And the horses And the truck And the harness And my Dad And summer nights When all was well For a bit
Late August Evening
Late August evening You’re perfect In warmth In light In sight I wish I could keep you longer But Fall (and Winter) presses in. Welcome (also not welcome) By me.
The Difference (for Lily)
When your child Goes into the garden And removes Your carefully placed row marker You yell “WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THERE! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU?! GET OUT OF THE GARDEN! ” When your grandchild Goes into the garden And removes Your carefully placed row marker You coo “Isn’t that sweet! Look at her! Look at how smart she is! Isn’t she cute! ”
Matin
Tiny little bird way up in the tree I see you Do you see me?
Two geese
The two geese returning yesterday Were a singular comfort to me Spring is still coming They are not worried Consider the birds of the air
Reminiscing
Remembering other Christmases Bravely begging Uncle Wes For one more ride behind the skidoo On a too cold Saskatchewan winter's afternoon
Butterfly
If you put a butterfly in a box,
She'll die.
Even if you say
"Here little butterfly,
you can have three little pin holes to breath through.
Just three though."
She'll die.
I'll die.
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Wouldn’t it
Wouldn't it be nice If Hibernating were a thing That Humans could do Once in a while (or more) Wouldn't it be nice A long lovely nap A hideaway From The world And work And such Woudn't it be nice Not to have to get up to Go to the bathroom Or Get a drink of water A long nighty night Wouldn't it Be nice
Colleen R. Jantzen 