Some things touch my heart
and restore my touch of humanity:
The soft rain of early spring,
sprinkling a carpet of yellow daffodils.
The cooling rain in summer’s heat
lifting steam from sidewalk and path.
The bursting colors of flowers
profuse in cities parks and yards.
The tendrils of winter fog, drifting
midst the green of towering pines.
And the hesitant smiles of those who
return my smiling joy in nature’s bounty.