it can’t be far away…
can it?
that elusive brighter tomorrow?
I’m not asking much…
just a warm spring day
maybe a chance of sprinkles
and a walk amongst nature’s glory
the cloying scent of honeysuckle gagging the senses
lilacs swaying in the breeze
birds in full choral exuberance
vibrantly budding trees
and a simple undirected stroll
maybe berated by an irate squirrel
as I pass too near its sheltered young
smiling because I get it…
I’m a mother too
deep breaths…
filling lungs with fresh air…
and hope








I get it too. This is peaceful and hopeful Willow
I’m like you nature is my medicine beautiful Willow I loved this ❤️
Beautifully penned, Willow. Such a hopeful and positive write my friend. This was an excellent read, nicely done as always. Your ramblings are amazing. Appreciate you.
Damian