A Hint of Lilac
Infant buds on the lilac bushes
seem out of place as
gray clouds swallow
the pale spring sun
cold as the lingering
winter chill
Longing for light and warmth
to burst into joyous huges of lavendar
laughing and dancing
on a warm spring breeze
Have I forgotten how?
Have I forgotten why?
Have I forgotten...me?
Oh! To spread forgotten wings
in glorious flight
sipping the nectars of life!
Having it drip like honey from
an over flowing comb
Leaving a succulent flavor
on the tip of my tongue
a trill of emerald wings down
the soul of my spine
a hint of lilac in
the heart of my poet
To take with me to my sunset,
to warm me in my winter
to remind me, I have LIVED!
Copyright © Trudy Diane Rider | Year Posted 2008
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