shadow

Poem

Dear Ones - today the chickadee

comes for the bread crumbs

I left yesterday, reminding me

of Josh, in his graduate's

cap and gown, walking across

the stage last week - his cap

as black as the chickadee's.

So much happiness, in the tilt

of both their heads! To be

an artist, young, the world

to flit through, sampling,

on learner's wings!

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