The land holds happiness within,
deeper than the roots of trees
that pull it up

I can tell because of the laughing clown dance
I did with my shadow,
for no particular reason
while running down to the cabin, twice

And the way the nip in October’s wind
brought forth a sense of excitement,
and the way we settled into cozy
so easily, once we decided to stay home.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 1,  2021