arrives with a cartful of optimism,
to begin her work on the canvas;
fields of brown and blue.

New born calf moos; his first vocal practice;
old cowboy sings to his apprentice young,
to praise him for the calf he helped born;
mountain brook cheers the lad, proud,
what a good job he has done;
hawks dance round the sky.
Wrens return to the old nest;
move to the tree home, high and safe.

She takes a step back, to assess her work,
smiles; plans for the coming summer,
thinks that can wait;
for now, she’d enjoy what she has done;
dazzling hues; pink and green.

©Byung A. Fallgren

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