Out In the Yard

I love to see the flowers bloom
as I walk cross the yard
and touch a blade of grass
making breathing mighty hard.

I love to watch the birds
visiting their friendly rose
and spread their pollens
to where anyone knows.

I like to see the branches
sway in the noon time breeze.
And catch a lightning bug
before it lands on the leaves.

Morning time brings delight
with its dampness from the dew.
A sweet reminder of love
as I fall in thoughts of you.

My print lingers cross in the yard
wherever I chance to step
and leaves such pleasant reminders
in each spot where I have wept.

I step outside to rekindle
in powerful rays of the sun
like the love we set a fire
way back when we first begun.

Del Cano 2007 May