dogwood petals

home alone why am i wasting my time walking
with the dog that barks too much the thought
leaves my head the moment the
quietude of suburban isolation settles in
and as i walk alongside my trusted partner
on the path a bit too humid i begin to look
up into the trees lining the street emitting
petals with every gust resembling snowflakes
upon flight yet also tumble
weeds appearing in the most unexpected places
even behind that row of firs behind that one house
but they're pretty and thanks to the overcast weather
along with snowy vibes i am reminded again of
a time when i didn't have your melodies
in my thoughts or y o u r betrayal belying
a grudge or yo ur reminder of my own weakness
but also the present moment where i can
rub my dogs neck on a friday and enjoy the freedom of
a summer so close i can feel it on the tips of my fingers