Foggy morning walk

Walk in the mist

Dewy moss on the broken road

Sun reflecting the glistening dew drops on a feather

Lemon drops

So much dew so many bristles

Sun breaking through

Line between fog and not

Remember Me

In this season of blazing reds, yellows, oranges I give to you to remember

When my leaves are gone

Remember the coolness you treasure under the covers of my boughs from the heat of the day

Remember the shelter given when the storms gather and threaten

Remember this beauty of color that delights

Remember during the season of quiet to watch for my gentle unfolding

But if this be my last season, remember me