I know a place
where Snow-on-the-Mountain
blankets the ground,
wild clover makes
a necklace and a crown,
lilac blooms adorn
kitchen tables,
rambling roses tell
of fables,
spring beauties wander
through a meadow,
buttercups boast
a sunny glow,
and honeysuckle sips
are a child’s song.
I know a place
where I belong.
