Photographed at the Gulf Islands National Seashore
By Mary McKSchmidt
When she said she wanted
to hike the planet, he said
after an hour all trees look
the same; to which she said
the wildflowers, butterflies
and birds feed my spirit;
to which he said,
not mine. Instead
he chose to wait for her
in the car, reading a book
that never would land on
any of her many shelves
while she hiked trails
all leading back to him.
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