Music To My Ears
MUSIC TO MY EARS
a tear drop instrumental
nature’s collage
gluing breeze blown leaves
to each other
to trees
to my toyota
o the sweet tinkling
against garbage cans
against gutters
hosing down the pavement
like a mama spitting upon her apron
and wiping down her children’s brows
removing debris and dirt
removing streaks from their glassy eyes
mama takes that same wet apron
stomps out the aching forest fires
sweeps the ash
sends her children
scurrying
back to bed
replacing nightmares
with happy drip drop dreams
nature’s drum of love
i smile at God’s grace
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