Meadow Return Poem by Dyhanara Rios

('Sequel' poem to 'Meadow Dream')

We returned to our friendship meadow,
And look; there’s not much more it needs.
You and I are the only gardeners,
And I used benevolence for the first seeds.

We shan’t leave our meadow
Unplanted and bare;
Let’s sow it with kindness,
And tend it with care.
So many things in common
We have so much to share,
Like our thoughts on music and the arts:
Some of the best came from Mozart.
I love classical music, especially Baroque,
As it graces the air with my senses it awoke.

Half my day lost, staring out the window.
As I recollect times spent in our meadow.
There was just one thing I wanted to know:
What do you think of our little meadow?