Poetry: Thanks, Mother

Standing sans shoes, socks
Stronger with the pulse again
What kind of bird makes that noise?
The winged ones don’t have crazy politicians

Humming buddies should return again soon
Honeysuckle shows its first growth

This cup of yerba mate
From the earth
From far south of Texas
Steeped with cozy valley water
Thank you

That nine point loss we watched yesterday
The dreaded final buzzer to end the season
True fans shaking our heads at the TV
Seems less important today