Orb In the Yard

Orb in the yard unseen by regular eyes enhanced by the fey gliding in to tell the trees hello cherished soul who used to walk the property perhaps Native American who had a tee pee here Returning from tomorrow land to look in on who is tending her irises Or in the yard Could be Grandmother White or Great Aunt Tess Spiritual reflection of memories long past Revived today – alive again we have no idea until photo is developed then we stare in awe surmising who it could have been our hearts glad