When the zephyr appears,
We flutter and sway,
A waltz in the wind,
An impassioned ballet.
If the squalls should arrive,
We’ll shake, and we’ll sing,
Let loose of the branch,
Square dance in a ring.
The birds will take part,
Building homes for the new,
Whistling with joy,
Loving chirps, or a coo.
It’s a party, my friend,
Nature offers with glee,
Come join, all are welcome,
Better yet… it is free!
The image is another recycled photo; our Ginkgo. That tree is huge, and it just keeps growing, and growing…
Anyway, I was working on it last night and this afternoon, and was tickled when I saw the Word of the Day Challenge: Zephyr. How fitting!
Not to bring up the elephant in the room, but my walking came to a halt—just for this week. In case anyone is curious. It’s been pretty hot, like in the high 90’s, so I took a little break. We put up a little pool in the backyard, to soak our feet in, and watching the birds play inspired the poem.
That’s about all for now. Peace & Love!
—Janet
a sprinkle of faith 
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