Dear ones,
I know you think me gone forever.
Tire of windwhipped ears, frozen fingers,
numb toes dancing in boots to regain feeling.
I noticed your hesitation at the door, a pause to brace yourself
before the blast of chill. Your hope pushed down deep,
warm in your pocket, is crumbling.
Before you go off on another rant let me point out,
Forsythia is blooming now, right next door.
Just when you can’t take another day
I will return,
a fresh bouquet in my hands.
Your ever loving and loyal,
Spring
© Alicia Grimshaw 2017
Photo taken right in my own neighborhood.
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I can’t wait until you do come back, Spring! I can’t be too frustrated, though. It has been warm around here lately. Great poem, Ali!!
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Winter is not my favorite season either. But have no fear spring will return. Thanks for stopping by.
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I loved this in 2017, and I love it now just as much! Thanks for the link!
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Thank you for the compliments Ann. Have a wonderful weekend.
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Your offering warmed my heart….thanks for sharing 🙂
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That means a great deal to me. Have a beautiful day.
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Beautiful and thoughtful!!
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Thank you. I will travel over to your blog for a visit.
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Very well written!
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Thank you so much.
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Beautiful Ali! It’s a poem of hope. 😊
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Thank you Nina. Poetry is one way to keep hope alive.
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Yes, the forsythia is blooming here in VA. Beautiful sight. Spring is on the way. 🙂
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Thanks for sharing my enthusiasm.
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We’ve had a warm summer where I live, but I can still relate to this lovely poem. It is exactly how I feel after a long, cold winter!
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Great to hear from you Ann. It is always a wonderful feeling to know that others can relate to my writing. I am looking forward to more sunshine.
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Yet another great post, Ali! Love the imagery 👍
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Thank you Andrei. Great to hear from you.
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You’re welcome, Ali.
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our hope pushed down deep,
warm in your pocket, is crumbling.
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Kirsten, thanks for the reflection. I love hearing what resonates with you.
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What a perfect reminder that, just when we think we can’t take another MOMENT of WHATEVER is happening, we may be able to spy a bit of hope… You just made me think that perhaps it requires a bit of faith to even look!
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Karyn, that for your reflection. Yes, surely we will not see evidence of change if we are not looking for it. Thanks for reading. Make it a great day!
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Aw, sweet; I love Spring, and how you’ve personified it! I love that she(?) is “ever loving and loyal”! Have a happy spring there in your lovely neighborhood!
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Thank you for your reflection. It is always wonderful to hear from you.
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What a lovely, hopeful poem!
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Thank you for letting me know you enjoyed it Margarisa. That makes me smile.
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My pleasure, Ali.
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Wow, what a lovely short & sweet poem. Brought some light to my day 😊
That’s a lovely photo of the flower.
Cheers
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Thank you for taking the time to let me know that my words brightened your day. I write to bring light to others. Make it a great day.
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My pleasure, thanks for spreading your light.
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Beautifully written and full of the hope of Spring
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Miriam, you know it is my mission to keep hope alive. Thanks for letting me know you received hope from my poem. Spring is coming my way. Lucky me.
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Yes, lucky you! Here it’s the last day of summer though it’s still very hot.
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