A twirling vine climbs a chimney of brick.
A tree tickles windows next to my bed.
A cushion of moss coats a rock in the park.
A maple leaf drifts as a stoplight glows red.
A treeful of sparrows swoops under a bridge.
A scurry of squirrels scamper and swerve.
In the middle of traffic, buildings, and people,
nature thrives in my city for all to observe.



Mary E. Cronin works with children each day in her role as a primary school Literacy Coach. She lives on Cape Cod in Massachusetts with her wife and their mischief-maker dog named Daisy. Mary’s poems have appeared in the children’s anthologies THINGS WE DO and AMAZING FACES, and in The New York Times. You can reach Mary at www.maryecronin.com