Breakfast
A view of the lake
Surrounded by frosted grass
The singular willow
On the waters edge
It takes one to the ballet
To those elegant and slim dancers
Who invest in us with their passionate movement
Pronounce their beauty beyond the humanity of gestures
The bare carcasses of an old tree
Reminders of the effects of age
Demonstrative of the scarecrows we become
Earlier there was a pink sheen
The effect of the sun slowly taking it's place
In the heavenly morning’s silver-grey sky
