Thursday, April 30, 2015

Spring poem



Green

While you were away
the seasons passed
from dark to light:
leaves fell, snow fell.
Now the fruit trees
bloom with rare abundance
as if they knew
of your return
and so rejoice.

More than once your shadow
fell across my dreams:
this was, after all,
the place you started from.
The seasons changed.
Now green again
and fruitful

I, too, rejoice.     

3 comments:

  1. Yes yes yes. Welcome back.

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  2. thank you thank you thank you. havent had a lot to say, but this seemed to fit.

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  3. Thank you for the poem. It helps me celebrate Spring.Hooray Spring. :)

    http://otherworlddiner.blogspot.com/2015/05/thirteen-snapshots-of-wisconsin-romance.html

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