Shade

I find some shade, in a pine glade, with hardy and wild flowers all around, I take a seat on the ground, I feel the coolness of the breeze shaking off the heat of the sun,  I’ve just begun to breathe it all in, where does nature begin and end, I don’t know,  I miss the winter snow, but the flowers’ glow and the meadowlark’s song brings me a feeling that even in the Spring I can find delight and belong.