This is a day of sun kissed stone and blustery winds
of wild geese adorning river banks
their graceful necks and gilded feathers remind
me that I am nothing more than a bystander
in this enchanted world where graceful oaks
reach across slanted waves to weightless clouds
dipping my fingers into green and amber circlets
I hold my reflection in cupped hands.
Thank you John!
You are welcome, Holly!!!