
Songbirds bring no joy
for all their urgent chirping.
Leaves collect, unraked,
along poolside patio.
Grass leaps joyously
skyward, mower still garaged.
Winter deadfall lays
untended about, unburned.
Daffodils came; went
unseen and unphotographed.
Irises glow now
in varicolored splendor
yet scarcely noticed,
in passing, by a weary
soul, slowly, recovering.