days ago so near
in my memory
I can still touch her
Reconsidering The Moon
Her Warm Yellow Glow
peek a boo
with
the morning moon
Pink Moon
made of cotton candy
glowing all the day
sweet bella luna
Morning Light
the sun’s warming glow
breaks through darkness
and into the cold of woods
Light In The Leaves
shining like gold
glowing like embers
light is life
After The Storm
tiniest
glow of light
begins a whole new day
Maple Blush
the landscape wears
a rosy glow
arousing all of spring
Beauty’s Light
Leaves bask in the glow
of the iris’s beauty.
Before Twilight
In the magic hours the forest glows
as trees catch the sun and release their dreams.