Sun rises on
a new day
flickering light
from dark corners
of my soul
I refuse
to surrender
to sorrow
for I know
love lives on
light and fair
calming
the thorns
and trenches
on my trail
sadness
seeks faith
to kindle
hope’s flame
light and fair
spring’s sun
delivers
delight behind
winter’s somber
slumber
Tag: Easter
DAD’S GARDEN GLOVES
You rest in a small pine box
In the back of your garage
Frayed fingertips
Soiled grassy green
And earth-stained brown
During spring renewal
Remnants of your work
Continue to thrive
In your small patch of earth
Your living legacy
You served us well
May you dig your slumber
Check out this other poem about my parents.