MillieMilesinTheWild

Red cardinals flutter, a vibrant spry 

The rosy petals of a blooming rose 

A wildfire dances the sky 

Crimson strawberries sundry groves  

Raindrops on my windshield, a nocturnal symmetry,
Headlights carve through the darkness - black bear trinity.
Lost in reverie, like race cars through thunder’s track,
Will I ever go back there? Back?

They say I hate you,
But I never really did.
All I do is suffocate my sadness into nothing at all - like you taught me;
Because I don't know what else to do.
I see grief everywhere around me;
In 7 pm,
In cans of Appalachia,

In the summer's hues, tulips unfurl,

like a rainbow toestry, petals whirl.

Amidst the wildlife in peaceful repose,

Nature's symphony in gentle prose. 

The mourning doves melodies ring