Under the old cherry tree

High in the sky

white lines write

direction into the blue.

Sounds glide along

here and there

passing around me.

A swallow flies by

and away again

out of the stables

of my neighbour.

Stayed with me at home

kitty cat is purring

cosily at my feet.

The sun draws with shadow

an old cherry tree

on the new-mown grass.

And me, I’m daydreaming about the past

about the time his boughs

still carried cherries.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

18/11/2014