star magnolia succumbs

ancient limbs grown weary

one winter’s weight takes her all the way down

mourning gazes from dirty windows

absence reels in repetition

barren’s such heavy baggage

imagination is comfort escape

so dig a hole for remembrance

plant a seedling

aid her fragile will reach to grow

one bright spring birdsong morning

a single dogwood blossom opens

four tender petals

a fragile peace

balance on the wind🪶