the past
watches over
us
Through The Missing Part
More Precious Than Money
we pile up
our quartered logs
to see us through
Will You Find Your Way To Being A Butterfly
living inside
nourished with parsley
tended by humans
The Nest
woven with care
so fledging feet
will remember softness
Forced
blow down
found and saved
the drive to bloom upheld
Candy Stripe Sky
the comfort and care of color
carries us through
the cold night
Protected by the Labors of Care
piles of wood
wheel barrels of apples
surrounded by the harvest’s securities
Remembrance
solid as stones
the memories
carried
Care
stone memories
held in place
by grace
Care
Heaven bathes the sweet pea
with the gentlest of raindrops.
The Mare
Her spirit shone past her uncared for mane and coat.
She spoke with her eyes about dignity and hope.
Cement Squirrel
It is the magic of care and whimsey
that moves you from spot to spot
to enjoy the views of the garden.