Kerri Shying R # 534 - with relief in the knowing of the Spring

hard to hold  the sheet   steady 

when the wind blows   a bluster

from each direction  one accompanied

by the foul tar   footprint  of that

dark satanic mill  another  sweet

with relief in the knowing of the Spring

blood others  who will ever

have your back   the harvest

that always comes   no argument

a stop work call    certain smiles of

children  pets  and selfies in the lee