Almost Springtime Holey-ness in Tallahassee

A paper wasp's nest lies still on the ground

Magnolia tree hole swallows the sound




 Of footsteps approaching Trillium treasure

Twisted tree roots, untwisted, what would they measure?

 A woodpecker's flute flung to the floor

Leaf veins laid bare for lacy decor

A stream carves a bit deeper its bedrock of limestone

One violet we see, for now all alone

"We share a walk, a life, a love, a moment,"

SAM and I say--

Thirty-one years together,

Forever,

Today