warm
spring day stroll
next to those
nearly naked trees
their tiny leaf buds
that flanks both
the creamy
cloud swirled
dreamy light blue sky
and the pebble strewn  dirt
path
curving  through
the local cemetery
not far from the railroad tracks
near the creek
with the squeaky metal bridge
my neighbor's leashed
fierce little  ankle biter
marks his spots
between
the plots