a small celebration

how many hours i go
bringing water to young growing things
paying so much attention looking down
that i forget to look up
into the wide sky and the great green of rising hills
around me
wherein kind things are said and
wherein i’m encouraged to not talk to co-workers
about how much they get paid
the christmas blanket
laid out on the lawn
on top of which we attach metal things to metal things
using nuts nad bolts and
this time we are lucky enough
to have access to a socket wrench
a small celebration for a great wonder:
the season’s first fireflies
gloing on-off in the sideyard
and up among the trees growing on the hille