Trying something new today--a poem I wrote to coordinate with this doodle I made and then colored in this week. 🎉
“Strawberry”
Remember
how Grandma’s lawn
although about an acre
expanded, endless
in bare feet, the orange
tiger lilies that grew almost
as tall as you
wild in a tangle
of July sun
in the far corner
of the garden?
You can return
anytime you like
in your mind’s eye,
even more than
twenty years after
the land, the house
was sold
when you were already
an adult
you keep this
summer, this sweet
strawberry taste on your tongue
as if seven again. Recall
all the days and days
awaiting then
into a new millennium, faraway
feeling as the spangled cosmos.
