Glimmer

May can bring such wretched days,
And, when it does, I tell you you can
Have it. I'll go south and wait for June.
This country home, engulfed in wind
And rain, now seems a grim redoubt.
The gale strips blossoms from the trees.
I'll need my heavy jacket when I go
Outside to get the mail. The lights are on.
The sky is dark, but, if you came,
You'd find me smiling as I watch
The black clouds fly. My love's
Reappeared (in print), the first time
That she has in weeks, and her sweet
Words have made me happy,
Even now, in May.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-05-21 at 15:39

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