Things to Observe

I'm feeling the brightness of spring,

Collecting dandelion seeds,

Counting the flowers in the grass

So green, the ivy creeping near the

Fence edge, some petals wilting

With the taste of summer—going

To sleep until the next time around.

I still haven't made a garden

But I may soon plant something that will

Appreciate the dwindling heat of

Autumn months. Until then I have things

To plan—things to observe.