Friday, January 6, 2017

What Was Once Will Always Be




Green leaves poking up
     Through the snow
Is the Promise made
     Long ago
That things will change
     And for the better
Never mind the snowy 
     weather
What was once
     Will be again
Like the snow,
     Winter will end
And the spring
   With birds and blooms
Renewal and Promise,
   A honeymoon