I’m from the Get-Down and Show-Me State of Missouri, where seeing is believing,
and believing is colorfully Royal, and royalty tends to turn every Tiger in the tank
into a Chiefly loyal mascot, as if it were a Cardinal rule.
Well, dear down-home folks, crane your necks and take a look at these
Sandhill Cranes, as they flit and soar like a swarm commanded by Moses!
Photographs by Uncle Tree
Sun rises daily for a change
while photons learn to re-arrange
Fab fashions flower fancy fads
Go broke of grays serenely sad
Not long for love in Time to live
Dive deep where souls meet to forgive
Let Spirit splish-splash all for fun
Bless goldfish gleaming on the run
Take nothing — leave be as be is
Shine on! Show off! Shine bright! Show-biz!
Wave-less ripples quiet the pond
Silent the streams pouring beyond
Hush once to hear my lady’s pine
for love that looks and feels divine
Then do remember all the lines
and may they save you just in time
Keith Alan Watson
To my lady, Lu