(for my daughter)

i hope the grey clouds come today
to blanket the sky, misty slate and grey
block out the angry rays and keep us cool
so the salamander can lick his eyes by the pool

the cardinal's come back, the bluejay too
all manner of sounds
raucious caw and ribbony twirl of xylophones and whistles
lovely these creatures we hear alike
as creatures of habit and simple delights

cb