In 17 Syllables…
Signs of summer’s endOn full display without remorse.A new season nears.
The sweet aroma Tickles the nose, a delight.Sun-baked, sappy pines.
Spring’s arrival bringsAn auspicious sound. ReturnOf the hummingbird.
UnmistakableSound. Wild, guttural calling.The elk rut begins.
Hugged by the Aspen.Kissed by the quaking leaves thatwhisper their secrets.
In 17 Syllables... 