Four decades have passed,
Through storm, fire, disease, and drought,
The maple revived.
Shady reflections,
Passing atop tall grass seas,
A moment’s reprieve.
The buzzing of bees,
And the rustle of petals,
Make me long for home.
Distant music plays,
Voices call from the long past,
Summer has begun.
An old cat lies down,
Languid eyes close for some sleep,
Just another day.
Discarded Recollections 
Amazing imagery here
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Thank you! In the world of lazy haikus, pastoral vignettes are all I have and make for a quick, thoughtless poem.
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1) A poem of pastoral vignettes is hardly a thoughtless poem
2) I have never heard our world described as “the world of lazy haikus”, but I think this is an amazing line
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