Moments
caught
in a whisper
of stillness
as raindrops
soak through
clothing
and early petals
catch
droplets
in the hope
of an early spring
that’s not
to be
Silent guardians
remain unseen
as they linger
among us
and watch over
the places
we forget
to protect
ensuring safety
like mothers
watching over
children
Hope is a gift
you give to me
without
even realizing
you do it
because
you show me
every day
that there are
people
who are kind
to those
different
than themselves