dawn painted this view
with a crimson feathered brush
shaped from god’s fingers
interrupted drive
on solitary farm roads
brings peace and worry
fresh peaches save us,
and hand picked Texas peanuts–
bag reads: God bless you
red dirt gets seeded
turning desert land to food
to feed our hot drive
at last, a forest:
lodgepole and endless lake
to wash off the dust
teary pet goodbye
gives way to mountains and plains
peppered by gray sky
storms hover past us
as curvy roads snake Texas
with speeds much too high
we drive till sunset,
kiss the red canyon good night,
find our hobbit hole
baby blooms her legs
on a twenty-mile trek
through city of dreams
just capture this light
bright enough to block the night
and fight the good fight
biking out to brunch:
way to tackle a cool day
during midsummer
fish day with grandma
an adventure at each turn
they’ll always recall
fun with the youngest
my flower amongst the blooms
that give us this life
eight miles of views
captured between bickering
parenting is hard
a guilty mother:
the only kind i can be
as a working one.
in this tragic life
whose pain touches all of us
we must find beauty
around the curved path,
falling angel-like from trees,
a blue mountain view,
the eyes of a child,
the joy of family outings–
hope that love will live
Location:S Leyden St,Denver,United States
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