| General Poetry posted March 17, 2014 |
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a poem about seasons and nostalgia
Green and Gold
by NamastaLee
----------~^~---------- Daughters over grassy hills Blow dandelions through their hair. Mothers suckle milklings 'til The tulips burst and settle there. Turning of the fecund soil Brings squashes round as earthen suns. Burning of the leaves of Fall Brings quiet ash when season's done. Looking back on loves I've known, Through antique windows waved by time, As sugar peas up trestles climb Are memories and gardens grown. ----------~^~---------- |
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