Under a tree
A young boy returning from a walk to the river
Stops under a tree, glances at its little shade
Pulls from one of his pockets an orange
Starts peeling, dropping the peelings on the ground
Cuts a slice and puts it in his mouth.
Smiles, then resumes his walk.
I continue my walk towards the river.
She experienced a good fortune
She was hiking in the woods
Hungry and exhausted and lost
Found sweet, abundant, wild strawberries
The wind circles in spurts.
My early afternoon walk to the river
Brown leaves and empty chair.