Reminiscing

Dear Readers,

I've made it a point to walk on the grass whenever I'm walking around campus. Not only have I noticed that it has cut my traveling time to and from classes down significantly, I simply love how the grass feels under my feet. Today, I walked through some grass and passed under this big tree. For that brief moment, I was taken back to the spring and summer months I had spent so much time under trees in the park with a friend, talking and laughing as if no time existed. I found something poetic about it but couldn't find the right words to create a poem, so I'm writing this. It was during that time I was able to connect so deeply with this friend, where many of my heart-felt poems were born, and where I've realized marked a significant change in my life. I just felt like sharing since I haven't found anything to write.

Have any of you been writing? Share with me if you'd like!

--Jay

Songbirds

They sat in the branches
of the grand oak tree
crooning at the sun
as it melted into the earth
And one flew away
leaving the other behind
But his song always drew her back
and she couldn't help but sing along
So they sat and sang
in the branches of the grand oak tree
bathing in the sun's rays
until nighttime came once again
and she flew away
He puffed out his chest
and sang out-loud
as he watched her fly
and the moon cast its dim light
Until next time