Sitting here in the quad,
I see the empty Pepsi cans rolling,
Camels snugged between the tables’ crevices.
I smell the thick exhaust of the cars passing above,
The sweetness of the nose-tickling spring breeze.
I hear the banters of chess,
Followed by thoughts of the long-missed warm weather.
White flowers spiral from branches like snow,
Drifting across the gum-kissed concrete.
Perhaps they are journeying to somewhere sunny,
For the sun is taking a peaceful nap behind the clouds.
I sit here and watch the faces,
Wondering who they are,
Where they’ve been,
Where they’re going.
I then see someone recycling.
I then feel some rain.
It drips onto the ink.
Perhaps its time to put the pen away.
I just remembered,
Today is Earth Day.