Morning Made Simple Poem by Susan Lacovara
Morning Made Simple
The hints of surviving
More than a half century of seasons
Pry open the hardened soil
Of both soul and Earth
Blades of yellow green
Slicing through the last of Winter
Reassuring me that I am not as invisible
As you have led me to believe
Like the coming crocus
And the dare to dance again daffodils
What, in me, laid dormant
Forces it's way to flourish again
The sun steeps, as if a cup of tea
Calming...
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5/5/2024 11:28:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
simple thoughts come in the morning and gets hardened along with the sunbeams blooms with nostalgic moments in the afternoon 'and dances with the daffodils in the evening