lifespan

voice your dandelion

deep tap root brief yellow flower

spread white seeds in wind

this morning

placed here 

as we are 

in this blip of time 

waking to bird music 

singing along 

creating creating creating 

to what end 

if only because we must 

gathering twigs and grasses 

lint and thread 

and finding forks in branches 

and attaching our nests 

compelled to make our home 

and fly out from there 

singing our singular song 

for the world to hear and 

sing back in echo or answer 

for this moment 

will not recur in 

quite the same way again

T-ball

a loud swing 

drop bat and 

pump legs to first base and 

then second

blond curls sticking out under blue cap 

bouncing in wind 

big smile 

one foot on base 

sizing up the game so far

cuz 

this is serious stuff for a six year old 

on the verge of coming home on the next hit 

probably passing the base-runner ahead of him 

jump on home plate with both feet