On the Beauty of a Hike with Your Kids

The little hands across the desert flower
On a western trail that’s seen western scenes
On a blue sky morning before the heat
Of yellows and greens and dots across the spectrum
Of questions and complaints from little mouths
As parents keep a pace that the children set
As birds make calls foreign to these eastern ears
With water bottles held like lanterns
With a skinned knee here and tears over there
The loop is looped and it’s time for snacks