Offering
This poem, by House of Heart, is a poem I will keep for always. So beautiful and heart felt.
If I could return to your sanctuary I would bring one last offering. Those words you loved, that you spoke a thousand times or wrote just once. I would place them near, let those tender verses lie down beside you.
Wild Wood
A trampled path winds
its way through the
reaching arms of evergreen
to a misty wild wood where my
heart lies down with yours.
White tail deer nibble goldenrod
and lift the veil of solitude.
Spring showers and wild flowers
flourish there where
April lives forever.
art © Joan Egert
In Memory
World Poetry Day
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