spring sunday

beautiful sunshine 

breeze on a spring day 

the goldfinches, they sing 

their courting melodies 

as we lie on tall grass-

the hearty remedy:
the healing:
-fades-

left-over sadness

for laughter with sisters

-instils a weighty gladness-

to be alive 

on this one spring Sunday
to just lay:
to look to the sky
to feel truly alive 

is a beautiful thing

-so smile-
-so just let go-