That I could rise to the heights of your cranes. But I am earthbound, and my words can only marvel at your deft brushstrokes.
fledglings at their mother’s side
for so many years
this relic of college days
for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #78: Rise (pubtended by Merril Smith)
#NaPoWriMo2019 / GloPoWriMo2019 22/30
WD April PAD 2019 22/30