Our Destiny
I pass those old pine trees in the park often,
where we liked to just lay talking- holding hands;
I stood frozen when they lowered your coffin,
now just a sad girl with tangled hair who stands.
You would so love it this year my darling,
everything is quite green and lush and serene;
there is a bird song- oh, it is a starling _
this destiny I could never have foreseen.
Inspiration "Under the canopy of the pine trees we lay"
_a line by Eve Roper
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April 6, 2020
Poetry/Rispetto/Our Destiny
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Written for Poetic Lines From A Poetry Soup Poet - Eve Roper
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