"aniv" poems
Aniv III
These days will change
Those days proved this
This love will grow
That old love showed us that
If we take what we're left with and
Cultivate its roots.
Trim the dead edges
Make sure nourishment is a priority
Then under this sun
Our love will grow
Our love will show
As these lonely nights move into the past.
Through a window of a modest house
In a little pink room a full moons rays silhouette the child that was there first.
A few steps down the way a candle light flickers as husband and wife sleep while holding hands
So much pain before but that was then
These days he is smelling sober and she is not hurt
At the foot of their bed a bassinet waits
This family has been through a fall and crashed right into winter.
As this snow melts, from the ground did rise the tiny rose of a seed that was planted years before in a dream of their river.
Her withered hands have been spotted for years
His eyes have taken the old man’s pale shade of blue
There children watch from afar tears in their eyes making sure to hush the next generation
He smiles I love you, as she surrenders her acceptance
All time stops still as they peer at the mountain they had met under a lifetime before.
And as these brooks flow into the streams that someday will lead into a ocean of life. a dragon fly catches the attention of two young lovers as they fall In love on the banks of one of Gods glacial rivers.
My angel
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC