School has started, but not really.

The school can’t get schedules together

can’t communicate with teachers

who only want the best for youth

who only want to support and guide

And bring them into a life of learning

and creating with grace, even joy

Note: This was inspired by close proximity to a wildfire, yet again. We were fortunate, we were not quite close enough to require evacuation, though many were closer. No deaths this time.

Its touch gentle,

feather across skin

hints of lavender or mint

oaks and pines or fresh cut grass

Sometimes the scent of pie or bread

other treats both savory and sweet

School year ending as full summer approaches

Students leap and cry for joy

freed from the responsibilities of learning

Not really for the summer is full

of adventures and learning, just not formal

Flowers blooming, grass growing

trees once barren suddenly with bud

souls lighter

energy easily found

days lengthening, steps lighter,

meeting tasks of the day.