We climbed a small wooded mountain today Just before the top, we came to a spot where Instead of underbrush, there were white flowers.

All across the side of the mountain, at the base of the maple trees. Suspended off the ground on thin green stems White blossoms a lacy floating carpet Ethereal.

When we got to the top, We could sit where we could see far away Sit on stones and watch the clouds Watch the clouds cast quiet shadows moving softly over the patchwork forest.

Let’s go again sometime…