Blue sky, late Thursday morning
Sparse white clouds, to their music they play
Silver-green tree tops seem much closer
Out-stretched arms reaching my way
So many mysteries, all around me
Things no need to say
Causing my mind to wander
Far and wide, just beyond today
Bright sunshine on the driveway
Exposin’ cracks every which way
I see them, but forget them
The pavement is here to stay
Off in the distance, a siren
Cries of help, just before noonday
Sudden brisk wind from heaven
Sweeping all tears away
Poetic Alchemist 
Nice stained glass photos!
Thanks Dan. Got your comment.
Looks like it didn’t take my comment again, which was, I think, “Yes!”. I also said, and say, “Nice photos!”