Birds chirped.
Crows cawed.
A lone squirrel walked a wire.
The wind blew.
The trees swayed.
The sun shined.
Spring didn’t knock at the door.
She arrived and poured herself inside.
Filling the space.
No crevice left untouched.
Making herself at home.
Hugging everything along the way.
…despite us.
Familiar...
Some scenes never get old…
…no matter how much we do.
Charging station...
Best shot...
After school.
Soaking in the warmer temps.
Both of us...
...taking our best shot.
He left me wondering...
He just stood there.
Wrinkled.
Crinkled.
Not a peep.
Unwavering.
He left me wondering.
What did he see?
What did he feel?
