the sweetness sweeter
for the shortness
of their stay
That Sweetness In The Air
it is
the maple wind
ushering in hope
Cattail Cotton Candy
sweet stuff
spun out of
light and life
Sweetness
in the meadow’s expanse
like a bee
I seek intimacy with clover
The Missing Windowpane
if handled very tenderly
absence can sometimes make a space
for sweetness to enter