Springtime
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The coming of spring and world events are at play in this poem. I continue to pray for the people of Ukraine as they are in such dire need of relief from the war that is terrorizing their country. The questions I raise is will spring return in all its glory? Will the hearts and souls of the Ukrainian people be repaired? Will they ever know spring? Spring will definitely come and the grass will once again be green The answer of course is that spring will come regardless as to what humans are doing to one another.
“Springtime”
The dark days of winter have passed
The snow gone at last.
The cold, a memory forborne.
As the Earth awakens
Will the meadows turn green?
Will the bluebirds sing?
Will the mission bells ring?
Will the cherry trees bloom?
Will mankind repent,
Make way for new dreams?
Will she return to me?
How I long to see
The dark winter of war
Be gone.
The cherry blossoms
Dress the DC mall.
The swallows return to
San Juan Capistrano.
How I long to see
The newness of it all,
The birth of a lamb,
The budding of trees,
The greening of grass.
It is time to seed the earth,
To shake a neighbor’s hand,
To repair the hearts and land.
Let it rain spring
Across this land and
In its many hearts.
The Meadows are greening.
The Bluebirds are singing.
The Mission bells are ringing.
The Cherry trees are blooming.
It is indeed a time to celebrate.
It is indeed a time to reflect and repair.
She returns to me
She will return indeed
To the many in need. 3/23/2022
Copyright © Lon Wartman | Year Posted 2022
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