glow

Knee high
To a spider’s eye.
A rippling cry.
To where and why.

The day is early.
The wind is whirling.
Sheets unfurling
On the line.

The breezes pine.
The creek sparkles sweetly
Serene, so neatly.
Through my mind

Flickers fine.
As I sit discretely,
Snapping time.
Day’s on the vine.

Refresh the feeling.
Push up the ceiling.
All ways appealing.
Sun rays refine

In larger scheme,
How it may seem,
I hope this moment
Not be a dream​.

But be it so,
I won't let go
This fleeting moment
in amber glow.

9/16/21