for my friend, J)

Wandering `lonely as a cloud`
is not good in the city
where hosts of grimy daffodils
don`t look so very pretty.
Along the streets in planters
intended to adorn
unnoticed by the passers by
they hang their heads, forlorn.

***

The feverish crowds at rush hour,
the crushes on the train,
the everlasting treadmill.
the never ending strain.
The beauties of the earth unseen
and no spare time for leisure,
no time to watch the flowers grow,
no moments left to treasure.

***

A glorious world awaits you
with sun and sea and air,
with valleys, hills and mountains
and friends around to share.
Let nature take away the stress,
relax and free your mind,
it`s time to breath the fresher air
and leave the angst behind.

***

Jaycee c
(March, 2010)