Small Things: Summer
help me remember
the smell of dewy mornings,
the pull of a distant train,
the air as it turns from
stillness to breeze —
all this longing just
out of reach.
• • •
At the Funeral
in summer heat
old friends gather —
the buzz of history
• • •
Cherries
in the orchard
limbs laden with fruit
we pick joy
— Drew Myron