Welcoming

Along the wooded road I walk Each step into the future I hear a noise in the trees It's an owl hooting mid-day I have only heard them at night But this owl has something to say Maybe spring isn't soon enough With the piercing, cold wind I feel Maybe, it is just reminding me Spring is waiting for me soon Some bark is missing on trees this year Unlike the seasons in the past As the world changes around us too Missing things we hope to last But I know this wooded road well It has built memories with my steps It's another place I will never forget The 'constant' created by my return Now welcomed by the hoot of am owl Heidi Sands 4/28/22