A Spring Etheree
Hands,
Holding snow,
Bloom into flowers.
Petals fall in bliss,
Time alone tends our shrine.
Fireflies pierce through the summer's darkness,
Painting gold, our tears of ephemeral youth.
Peace descends. Spring approaches us with wreaths, lanterns,
The silver grass is colored by our family portrait.
With love, a kaleidoscope endures an eternal sleep with spring.
Copyright © Jua Ng | Year Posted 2024
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