the trees and I
look at each other
if trees could laugh
I’d laugh with them
but
we are giddy over the
sunsets we’ve missed
lost in heavy storms
day after day
but today after the
rain there was a lull
filled with quiet and
peace that permitted
the children to come out
and play until dinner
or dark whichever comes
first
the sun is setting
unseen behind a cloud
filled sky casting a
dull light erasing any
shadows barely bright
and low in the western
sky making room for the
night when the trees
will dance and sway and
perhaps laugh because
I know
if trees could laugh
I’d laugh with them
