Change

Perhaps the ground won’t always be so cold,

And icy covering someday will retreat,

And snow will melt, and wet the emerging soil,

To bring new life that winter plucked away.

Perhaps the flowers that months ago have withered

Will come to life and search for warmer days,

And insects then will come to rest a while,

And move to some new place upon the grassland.

Perhaps the barren branches of the oak tree

Will once again be crowned in emerald,

And birds will come and make their home once more

And pierce the winter silence with their song.

Perhaps my tears will cease to fill my eyes,

And all the misery I cursed be over,

And someone I once loved I’ll love no more,

As on some summer’s day we’ll walk the garden.

Perhaps despair is never doomed to reign,

And gloom-struck poets can change their wailing verses,

And someday, just perhaps, I’ll smile again,

And feel the summer breeze upon my face.

Perhaps I’ll hold another’s hand one day,

And share some dream of love-struck giddiness,

And maybe if you look, it might then seem

That perhaps the winter never came at all.

29/3/18

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

The end of a relationship brings huge change and makes our world seem a lonely and cold place. We have to work our way through the winter of our feelings before a new spring arrives. Your lines sad, but include many references to the beauty of nature. A lovely poem.

Chris