Prompted

a dusting

one day
when i’m dust, may
they say

of me
“she was a kind 
one, she…”

kindness
leaves hearts touched by
sweetness

~kat

Another Musette…they are harder to write than they may look! Consists of 3 stanzas/3 lines each/ syllable count each line: 2-4-2/rhyme scheme: aba cdc efe/title reflects the poems content.

Sometimes glimmers take me by surprise. For instance the golden patch of dead pine needles on an Eastern Red Cedar sapling. It caught my eye as I walked by. A simple reminder of death in the midst of spring’s greening splendor all around. How fragile and brief life is. How resilient that sapling is as it pushes green shoots toward the sky. How grateful I am to be here, to witness beautiful life (and death) all around me. I have witnessed nearly 70 Springs and counting. Life is a glimmering blink, isn’t it?

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat ✨✨✨🌾🌿💚🌿🌾✨✨✨