A Shadow, An Echo Poem by Barbara Villabol
A Shadow, An Echo
A shadow, an echo
A haunting wind blows
Unexpected, bittersweet
Green trees
They are dogwoods
Heavy with blossoms
And scent light and fresh
So pleasant and beautiful
As new love
Gentle, caressing
A breeze
Then a wind
And blossoms fall
And scatter
You call my name
And I am again present
In your light
White blossoms surround us
We are gardeners
Renewed
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4/26/2024 12:22:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Good imagery, very sensuous, a delicate poem, Barbara. Thanks