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| Seasons In Soil (to my daughter with regrets) I cared for you throughout all the seasons, Tended to care all of these years And still see you struggle In this soil, with the sun’s love. It’s still a mystery how Something once so vibrant That produced the most beautiful blooms Witnessed, So ripe, fertile And tender with hope, Could hang so low before me. In all the years, Throughout all the seasons With joy I have feared You might wither before me, That you might not rise To meet the white-puffed blue sky From this humble earth Where I planted you. I linger over Springs enjoyed together, Summers in my heart, The bittersweet farewells of Autumn Before I packed you in With offerings of the maple’s love. You nestled with those friends. Now I watch leaves That slowly form to stick, Prone to curl and hide Immature in any shadow After the last frost; Some spotted black From the briefest drought, Do not shelter with buds. A few blooms unfold awkwardly, Eaten by starving beetles I shoo away. Maybe, I lack The love you need to bloom Again and again Like you once did, and yet I cannot give up on you As I’m your only gardener. You’re a mystery I yearn To solve, and one day Learn to understand. 8.30.20 Got the idea...yes, you guessed it, while tending to my garden. |
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