morning.

this morning.

*

 

i lingered at yesterdays.

milk-bottle-nested.

fresh sunflowers.

*

swelled with childish glee.

at the sight of "the stump".

a rare city find.

that i discovered.

discarded.

on the corner.

and rolled home.

*

and smiled at the yarrow.

near the back door.

oh!

how i would love.

to sink deep.

into a field.

of this.

most favorite.

of flowers.