Tweed
Drizzling damp a little grey
shaggy blades misty green
patchy gooey brown bespeckles
the day dawns still and silent
dreary outdoors remains apart

warm fluorescent, soft white too
illuminate the inside
where living breaths
beating souls share trials, triumphs
broken hearts

out there time marked by
golden rays warm and drizzly gray
take turns counting days, and years

inside children laugh and grow
tears of joy and sorrow flow
mother's hand lets slowly go
her heart holds fast to scraps
crinkled scribbles, wilted weeds,
and memories of green and tweed