Salt Green Writes

Salt Green

Cement pods
Planted in the Hudson
Grow as if
Toward an unseen sun

As the foot chimes 
Make playful song
Under the dance
Of our four feet

I want to hold you here
And pick the purple dandelions 
Blow! Blow! Blow!
Both you and me

To a childhood
Spent together 
Where we spin
On tops

Lazily round and round
Smiling giggles of joy
I hear so many foreign voices
I do not understand 

Their words 
But I do their laughter 
“Look,” you say
“The Statue of Liberty!”

I turn to see it
And have new hope