Small Things: Summer

help me remember

the smell of dewy mornings,

the pull of a distant train,

the air as it turns from

stillness to breeze —

all this longing just

out of reach.

• • •

At the Funeral

in summer heat

old friends gather —

the buzz of history

• • •

Cherries

in the orchard

limbs laden with fruit

we pick joy

— Drew Myron