So long, my friend,
How short was your stay.
I was too caught up
In my mindless days
To sit with you
When your blooms were lush and
Singing in the sun and air.
You were glorious
Even when the snow surprised us all.
Still, you held your back up,
And your crown never fell.
You had bounty in your short time.
I could see your joy
As you swayed in the breeze
And drank in the sun and rain.
I took you for granted though
I said I would stop by more often.
Now as your beauty fades
To crumbled blooms,
Your smile drops and fades
Into the beds of periwinkle
Huddled to catch you, yet
You still seem to dance
As the breath of God gently
Blows your ash into soil
For another year.
©Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog
Images: my yard
