Things of Note, Beyond the Casual Glance: NaPo #3

Squirrels smart enough to turn around.
A cat with three legs,
teaching you how to climb a massive silver maple.
A lone blond child, spinning in wet leaves to a song
sung with words only she knows.
Making up your own language.
The poem whispered to a gray squirrel,
an old robin
and a fresh nuthatch
from the other side of a window.
Invitations to a party
written in crayon, two pennies taped inside.
How the seamless glide of new scissors on old fabric
renders a hand weightless, without muscle.
A morning spent counting dust motes in a sunbeam.
Gathering dust motes like fireflies in a jar.
Lighting a room with a canning jar full of nothing.
Leaving your front door wide open while you shop for groceries.
Feeding strangers bananas straight from a brown paper grocery sack.
Slipping through a crowd of familiars
without saying a word.
A simple sigh of relief on the other side.