A Monochromatic Kaleidoscope

Sunlight filters through the trees

Mottling green on green

In the soft grass that

Carpets the yard.

When the summer zephyr blows

The ground becomes

A monochromatic kaleidoscope.

My dog is a reddish blur

As he chases his ball.

Turning to look at me, dropping the ball

He is the picture of happiness.

And I find myself smiling

Even with the heaviness in my chest.

The healing has just started

It’s in its infancy still.

But it is welcome.

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