A Simple Happy

Adrift, a-meadow in spring color, Daisy, daffodil, dandelion, A signal flag wrinkles and flaps with motion; Awash, a-drizzle dazzle of rain. A girl floats to the tides current Happy to hale the freedom of her new skirt Happy to wave in high air, so pretty. Cotton dyed, swishing to and fro to rise With fall and jump jump each skip The streetlight beacon beckons: Twilight light approaches, roars To subdue the bright colors. She rounds the sound, the curbside corner And runs down the street, Smiles line porches as “happy sailing” affirms kind porch-side mothers Twilight meadows become bedewed Not by Marching drizzle but rather Drain down streets to storm-drains in April fashion Thunder cracks and the skirt Safely ties herself down to the home-harbor Breeze billowing flapping skirt: A-ruffling akin to spinning in a springy summer field