You asked for poetry
Except that my mind is tired
With sorting through the ways to describe
A heavy heart.

So instead I’ll say I’m glad
The pear and magnolia blossoms
Will carry their own peace
As surely as the first grass cuttings
Will bring good smells
Along with my squeaky sneezes.

I’ll say that I found
A spot where sidewalk
Ends in clover and grass and
Quiet for naps in the sun.

And I’ll tell you
How country music at 70 miles per hour
Is good for my soul
By which I mean that John Mayer
Doesn’t always suffice
Which is to say that walking
Over petals blown from a willow
Means I can write poetry for you.


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