“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.”  ~Rainer Maria Rilke   It’s National Poetry Month!  I can’t believe half of April is spent and I have yet to post a poem. I’ve been writing poetry since my early teens and have quite the collection. I recently returned from my birthday trip abroad and thought I’d share a pocket poem I wrote the summer of 1997 whilst sitting in the back of a 1989 metallic blue Toyota Caravan, winding along the Going-to-the-Sun Road in the heart of Glacier National Park en route to a family friend’s wedding. I had just completed my freshman year of college and spent the road trip staring out the window at the chiseled valley seeing…