Shrouds of snow fall in early spring
Winter winds do not die easy
The past seems to haunt
Belated hearts waiting to heal
Buds start to appear in trees
Can we love again?
Time brings questions of time
The clock ticks, aches and pains
Gold finches sit on a bird feeder
Rain will replace the cold snow
Hearts need to be washed with love
Change cleanses the forgiving soul
I wish her nothing but the best,
I hope she finds someone
Twist and turns of modern living
Maybe its time to put out the bird bath
Blue birds nest in the old apple tree
Splendid spring lets song birds sing
Slowly we heal, we are still friends
I know I can love again, hope she can
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Beautiful and very well written poem. A very deep poetic twist for the very difficult subject of separation.