PIERRE

Pi day had us heading west from Alto we were free dears

I did pray for our glad bear of teddy who was along for the quest, we hummed in the U haul though, trees emerged, the bees appeared

Eventually the sky along the way was mad with sincere kites ready for new thrusts for the festival's lawn of "soar and test", we had seen them lunge before with results we now know, the breeze concurred, their lead's were without fear

Recently their rides along the sun's rays had the birds steady with rapports of blue lush soars with their things of peck, they were on the ball and being uncrows with the speed and nerves of their small and believed-in gear

Rush! Rush! Rush! said the sun with this time no laughing tears

Eventually inside "hush" and "plush" with my head it was again done, awakeness was my gift, I said "lift" with my spine, there was the firkin's window giving me the undozed matched wings of the weekend's care

- Avalon Dakota

- 3-14-26

- 11:44pm

- PIERRE