The territory we share—
the light, the leaves, little spaces
for breath, for poems,
for stretching the wings,
feathered and not. 10-2-11
The trip down to Terraset.
The trip up from Terraset.
More is gained than the hand of a happy child—
colors, stories, breath. 10-8-11
All the daffodils
at Terraset are open—
two shades of yellow joy. 3-13-12