from where I sit

from where I sit
I see the trees

and the green lawns
of beautiful minds
scattered around the globe
emanating love and energy
and the sleety hail
falling gently
scraping the swishing leaves
bouncing lightly
on the wind- blown patio
of mottled pinks and lichen green
catching the merest glint
of a cloud strewn sky
holding back the sun
and a stray tom
braves the gale to chase
a girlfriend
as the pampas grass
taps eagerly
on the patio
cars swooshing by
on the road river
couples hurrying home
heads bent against the wind
holding to each other
sheathed in the warmth
of togetherness