So, having decided to do 30 in 30, i was immediately sidetracked by the sun.
Day 2: Vancouver Sun
we are the improbable light of the future.
would my father see us that way? his
grand daughters on the path
ahead of me, hazel and blonde
we’ve been here ten days and no rain
every day, they run, exclaiming
through flowers, cedars, seaside
he had the long eye gaze
but ached too much in damp weather
hazel and blonde, his grand daughters
now improbably lit by sun
vancouver, blue sky high.