dusk settles
the canary field
of daffodils glows
like pocket parrots
in evening light
my chest thickens—
for twelve hours
they’ll live in dark,
and I, without them

they ward off
winter blues,
uphold my trust
that spring will come
fulfilling the link
of arrivals and leavings

One thought on “dusk

  1. Patrice Garrett

    I love dusk. It is so visual for me. Thank you for the word gardens you plant. Love Patrice

    WordWranglingWoman Sent from my iPad



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