Memories Intrude

Silent and chilly
Frost covers the garden straw
A black bird flies by

Hot tea on a cold morning
The cozy kitchen stove is warm

She has a brainstorm;
She serves him breakfast in bed
Just for a surprise

Little things that summarize
The meaning of our days

Though he'd like to stay
He tells his friend he must go,
Other errands wait

The morning mist dissipates
Around the plum tree's branches

Sunlight enhances
Each of the many blossoms
And the melting snow

With her youngest child in tow
She walks through the local park

It is a small part
Of the afernoon routine,
Weather permitting

Some think this is limiting
They want more variety

It's not hard to see
That the night arrives on time
The world works that way

The moon always has its say
As the guardian of change

Shadows from the range
Of mountains in the distance
Cool the day's heat

While the whole sky is replete
With numberless grains of stars

Outside of the bar
Pausing before walking home
To his lonely room

October memories intrude
Then drift away on mind tides

Fallen leaves disguise
The long path through the forest
By the slow river

Where the bridge crosses over
A few miles before the town

She looked down and found
A stone of perfect colors,
Muted green and blue

Blending with the faded hues
Of the altar table cloth