I and Monty (the lovely Labrador seen previously) were walking in and I took this photo just past where the first was taken. Thinking about it Monday and going through a few possible lines of imagery and different themes, I settled on what we have below.
To draw the curtain back, this poem is simply about dark times in life.
Blossom below the dark, chilled, shaded trees
Reminds of light behind the wood, and hope breathes.
That there might be a sun beyond the wood
And with the sun a life of living free.