Do you see her much?

A forgotten friend peaks over the Cascades to say good morning.

She wipes away the constant mist like fog from a mirror.

And for a moment the Emerald City is wrapped in azure.

Always standing there behind gauzy grey clouds, she waits.



6 thoughts on “Do you see her much?”

  1. I love this! It’s a perfect description of spring in the Pacific NW. I get a kick out of living in a place where “the mountain is out today” is a legitimate weather phenomenon. Great little poem, Jimmie!


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