autumn morning drive
past ponds with gray whorls of mist
revealing secrets
like the blue heron
materializing there
at the edge of hope

Blue Heron in Mist. Elizabeth Castillo, San Diego. CC BY-NC-ND 2.0.
with thanks to the herons I see in several misty ponds as I drive to work – they lift my spirits immeasurably
Wow! I love this! I wholeheartedly agree! Every word of your poem so important. Great poem for your pocket or purse. Thank you for this gift. Can I add this amazing poem to my notebook to use as a mentor and I would copyright your name with it. Your poem would make a great gift to your friends, so they put it in their pocket or purse.
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Of course you may use it as a mentor text, Gail – thank you for the honor 🙂
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