A poem to share from my Pasadena TX high school classmate. It feels good and appropriate for the beginning of summer. Enjoy!

Dappling Shadows 

by barb wiatrak young

Dappling shadows dance the trail,

In the woodlands magic deep...

Rocky roads are winding round

To mountains stern and steep...

The endless song of leafy bower,

Touched by the perfumed breeze..

Echo soft in mystic vale

Where uncounted blossoms tease..

The brooklet goes its merry way

So crystal clear and cold...

Bubbling over rock and fern.

A story ageless, old..

The conversations of the larks

Falls in cadence clear

A pristine fairyland of peace

Is this enchanted sphere...

Only sounds of nature

Hold the spell of forest green

Where spruce, and pine and aspen gold

Paint this lovely scene..

From the master artist..

All that’s painted here

Shows the handiwork of God

So verdantly and clear.....

Enjoy your Summer! 

Mary Dove

Bye for now.