Will Renewal Come
Will Renewal Come?
With the peel of dying cells,
heart breaking November cedes
its ruddy blush to serious ground.
Trees’ loosing to fertile fodder,
they say, will soon enough spill to
soft petals and green adornment.
Alive again come spring,
they’ll be pink in the cheeks
of May’s glorious bloom.
I wonder in November
what if spring doesn’t come?
Kathryn M. Collins
November 8, 2013
Copyright © Kathryn Collins | Year Posted 2013
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