My newest poem: A Robin’s Goodbye It was your lot to come north, to announce the arrival of spring singing a melody of hope and new beginnings in a snow-worn world. You completed your task with easy grace; then today with your last breathe, you slipped from the overhanging branch, into the sun warmed white pine needles and awoke on a new shore with a new song in your throat. I buried your now silenced body at the edge of the woods in the soft earth where hostas and ferns mark your rest and wished you safe travels even though you were already there. Syndi Holmes (rights reserved)
Posted on: Sun, 14 Jul 2013 18:32:09 +0000
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