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intomyheart

a song
once carved
by Creator to wing
flew past
my window
the first day of spring

as clover
renewed to amethyst glow
was pushed
from my bed
by the melting
of snow

lacey
white clouds
took blue
by surprise
as wonder returned
from the land
of goodbyes

will heaven
be lessened
when compared unto this
as dogwoods are blushing
the sun’s tender kiss

our days
barely numbered
to these keepers of time
as falling
an angel –
gives bloom to the vine

. . .

author’s note – this dogwood
stands tall beside a creek not far from
where my parents live –
halfway to the place I grew up
she is taller than she
was then but just as wild
she knows my secrets
as I know hers

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