Particles of matter amidst earth and sand
Bits of the universe sift through my hand
The rich smell of loam adrift in the air
Stirring the memory of when I was there
There in the garden on a Spring day
Essence of lifegiving leaves in decay
Songbirds bring sensory sounds to the scene
As we plant her new flowers of yellow and green
The dew on the grass and buds on the trees
Add life to the scent of the air on the breeze
The sun warms my skin as it rises some more
Dispelling my revery of those days of yore
Each moment a gift tied to moments before
That adds to the others kept there in my store
My mind brings them forth when I need them the most
To bring me to her when I need to feel close
JArtB
Monday, August 1, 2016 at 07:52