yesterday I saw the gifts of your labor last fall
thick lush green shoots soon to echo riotous colors
of red yellow and white day lily's
images of you bent on your knees seeding
such delicate beauty that your eyes will never see
my soul reaps what you have sown
Beautiful poem, Melanie, especially the last two lines.
ReplyDeleteThank you so very much for reading my poem. So glad you liked it. I use another web sire. Beloveddreamer486.wordpress.com
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