Ernesto P. Santiago Poet Free verse

Last Night

I see as the morning light peeks
Thru my room window---the almond tree,
That was once little robin’s favorite hang out
Gently swaying, with silent laughter. 
And, I notice the buds are blooming;
The wind is getting warmer;
The frozen snow on the terrace has melted;
Birds’ song, now, is filling the air. Soon, 
Angel's trumpet will be heard… to welcome 
Anew the glorious sun; the sound 
Of morn April bids winter cold---a lullaby’s. 
I smell Mom’s alabaster rose in the garden.
The earth has warmed. Again, the tares 
On cracked pave ways are sprouting; 
Spring’s here; no need for a blanket, or a duvet.
My feet will stop blind-searching for 
The Persian rug, every time I wake up 
To a whistling pot, for a cup of coffee; 
But still, I need you…especially the warmth 
You have shared cheerfully, with me last night.

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Chiquitachiamaka Baity August 19, 2011 at 5:51 AM Excellent write!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chandra Mt August 17, 2011 at 3:47 PM This had me reading until the end, although I didn't quite know what it was about. . At least, until the end. Quite an awesome way to write.