hummingbirds are at the feeder-
impossible creations dipping
into the nectar.
I wonder at their flair for flying
backwards, their nests no bigger
than a walnut shell, their weeklong
journeys on whirligig wings following
the flowers. It gives me peace,
thinking of small, irridescent lives,
momentary and breathtaking.
This August morning by Sarah Russell | Garden Lavender Poetry Reed Diffuser
$15.00Price
- Sarah Russell’s poetry is published worldwide and lives in several languages. Her home is in Denver, Colorado where she gardens and loves spending time with her children and grandchildren. Her poetry collections I lost summer somewhere, Today and Other Seasons, and Emergence are available through Amazon.
