tis the season
for poofy white dresses
and wedding bells

first snow—
the little girl runs
to the front window

summer breeze
mist from a child's squirt gun
falls in my drink

school play ground
the little boy
kissed the chattering girl

our morning walk
my dog piddles
on a neighbor's rose

trouble in paradise
she leaves the house
for her sisters

clouds
shaped like dogs
the bright sky

warm wind
caress my neck
he taps my shoulder