shockwave

Tiny sprouts
Whisper hello and
Jolt me with their existence;
A tiny shockwave, a
Frequency I can’t
Hear yet I know
They said hello
When I saw the
Little hidden
Cities of
Green
Growing up
Next to me as I
Grew up next to my
Neighbor for the
Past twenty three years
And sooner or
Later I’ll be sitting
In my my own front
Yard of a missed
Over cottage and
I’ll be thankful for
What I’ve got-
For I don’t need much,
Just appreciate the
Beauty of the world.
11:09am 2/18/17
by the ivory rose