Nothing to write
but the endless honking geese have a lot to say
I smile and feel inquisitive and joyful
I have come to you
The grass is still asleep so I can walk upon you without concerns of ticks
Old friend of twenty years you have been my constant
my anchor
my special place of contemplation
I stand and meditate listening to the serenades of spring
Yes, old friend we are together
The sky may be grey and the trees barren today
But in any season you are my constant
For this moment I stand in awe and feel peace within
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