Often as Not - with Grace

"often as not little pleasures and blue skies in  
corduroy of patchwork memories drifting  
cumulus clouds  
 
painting the heavens In billowed masses  
soft as cotton gentle feathers  
shimmery blush kissed by the sun  
 
listening to echoes of the flowering mums  
scented with the kisses of the twilight's roux  
simmering in the dew  
 
the dew holding a secret tale  
descended as whispers in the quiet dawn  
momentary beauty before the rising sun"