Time for new faces
Anticipated opening
Green spaces push
Up from soaking rains

Never hesitating
To greet new day
As if reborn
How can we?

One absorbs everyone
Street skate innocents
Remark on my blooms
Pruning rosehips

One wills to muster
A turn of the eye
Sideways remarking
On the weather

Real as concrete grey
Silverlining clouds
Through my hair
Wise highlights

Another covering
Dousing authenticity
New shoots recovered
To appear as one
Young forever