LET ME GO IN SPRINGTIME
Let me go in springtime
When I go
So that the long winter will not
Seem in vain
And I can hear again
The birds chirping one more time
Before I go
And I will want to see
The row of day lilies
That grow each spring
Along the hedge
And smell the lilacs below
My window pane
I will want to greet one more time
Hank and Henrietta, our doves
That come back each year
To nest in our Evergreen tree
And with my last breaths
I will, once again
Wish to enjoy the rabbits and their offspring
Hopping about and eating the new green shoots
From our garden
And see the ducks waddle by in pairs
Male chasing female
On their way to the lake nearby
I will want to hear the geese honk
Once again
Their message of delight
In flight overhead
As the robins jump about the yard
Finding worms in the wet spring earth
And if I am very lucky
A yellow chickadee will alight
Followed by the redbird
That finds our feeder every year
And the sun will warm my soul
Before I go
And I will be happy then.
1 comment:
h Greta, what a beautiful poem! It brought smiles & the beginning of a tear or two - when you go - not for many years yet. It made me wish we were among those fortunate folks who could experience the wonderful Winter/Spring we just had in Florida & have the beauty of a Spring you are sharing with us. The photos are beautiful as well. :*) vivian
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