When I walked my black and yellow dogs,
After moving to the Island forest,
We were surrounded by new species,
Never seen , new life before us.
The most haunting and remembered,
Was the Winter Robin’s song;
Now heard while walking Oregon,
Alone, the Labradors, long gone.
My entire past is missing,
The changes show up everywhere…
My life is no longer familiar,
I read Willy Nelson’s cut his hair.
Amazing what makes the news; a nice respite from the oil spill.
ReplyDeleteI like your reference to species long gone and Willie Nelson. He is truly an endangered one. Cutting his hair? Is he trying to adapt?