Daily Archives: February 27, 2019


How optimistic
the dead become with time,
their smiles slowly broadening
down there in the dark;

sensing continuity
as cardinals feed 
in the overhanging branches
in their former yards, trees
that were not large enough
to hold a feeder
when they passed;

finding peace
in how muffled
the sound of strife
has become;

knowing water works like hope,
trickling into the earth
after a needed rain;

taking joy 
in the presence
of roots.