My Tuesday Walk to the River

Why will someone leaves a helmet on a bench

Or hide an empty  Remy Martin under a shrub

Around us from a safe distance, wild fires rage

Smokes drift our way

The sun is burning orange

My mistake is to try capture the spectacle

Forgetting my focus can burn my eyes

Walking home a hummingbird catches my eye

Dancing from one flower to the next

In time of the pandemic is everything relevant?

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