Empty Orchard remembering Bruce Catean Metallic The reflection of your face

The reflection of your face in the current of our tears

soft and opaque

Spring offers us a chance to be healed

Spring is a child

In West Michigan

Empty Orchard remembering Bruce Catean Metallic The reflection of your faceEmpty Orchard remembering Bruce Catean We are so lost without your happy, clever and sar comic ornament It's so cold and bleak here today Time has stopped and the Orchard is dormant, Without fruit, or color, or your generous infectious way. In our long winter's grief of frozen, lifeless fields Will you, dear fine brother, once again create belief That the Spring will bring again, Your warmth, color and generous yields.