Spring Planting Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

There is a missing place in my heart today
For you, for Spring, this precious day
I knelt and dug the year's weeds and grass and clover
from the soil that had grown over
to make room for the flower I dreamed
Underneath my nails I felt the moist loam
and thought of you and felt alone
My deepest feelings to you unknown
The friend whose company felt so much like home
Few softer feelings have I known
I dug my fingers into the soil
Soft and cool, such calming toil
I place the flower in the earthen bed
Gently brush away the excess dirt
As if the soft hair upon your head
Now, though I try to find calm inside of me
My heart remembers thee
How emotion grew from a seed of sympathy
From somewhere deep inside of me
For a broken heart far away
That I now cannot forget this day
There's a missing place now inside of me
Where I wish you could somehow feel and see
You linger in my heart and memory
As a dream I wish somehow might still find it's way to me
But others will only a flower see