
shadows in the night
stopping to gaze at the dawn
before moving on
shadows in the night
stopping to gaze at the dawn
before moving on
50’s this morning
the chill of a breeze on skin
fall’s here for a day
meet me where you smell
fragrance of desert willow
ere all the blooms fall
less than a fortnight
since the vines were in full bloom
beauty gone too soon
corridor of blooms
here but a few days a year
all the more precious