A Prayer in Spring

Inspired by the poem A Prayer in Spring by Robert Frost. I'm sitting on the deck, half in shadows, half in sunbeams. A bird chirps in the distance. Two more zip through the trees. Now a dog barks. I hear voices in the distance, too gentle for me to make out. Wind chimes whisper, sending …

I’ll Wait For You

The crabapple trees are filled with buds. They have been for weeks. But despite my patient wishing, they have yet to open. Still, I wait. The blossomed trees are a favorite sight. For weeks I'll watch the trees come alive, branch by branch. It's subtle at first with just a few green leaves. After that, …