We are the product
of a thousand loves, well met
halves of a union

of circuitous
paths. As we act out what’s left
of that story, that

morsel of patent
lineage that we alone
share, I am thankful

always that each of
us chose good. And like the glads
on the counter that

bloom bottom up, our
time on Earth opens daily,
luscious and skyward.

Ron is a teacher/carpenter. Much of his poetry takes the form of haiku journal entries, where Phenology (the study of how weather and climate impact living things) is an important component. He has been writing poetry for 60 years.