Day 24 NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo and the prompt/assignment is to write an elegy, but with a hopeful note. . I am writing in haste as I have a plane to catch and LabelLit to offer to people at Knock airport. Still, I am dedicated to this self-assigned write a poem a day task.So, in brief:
We Learn to Love
From bud to blossom to fruit,
a tree will not give us apples
if not regularly pruned.
We learn to love what we love
even though it shall pass away
beyond our sight.
The cuckoo comes. And then it goes,
journeying back to Africa
until it comes the following year.
What shall pass away
will come again
if we have enough keen sight.
Even as standing stones eventually
fall back into the barrow of ground,
a monument to we know not what.
We learn to love what we love
despite leaves falling from the trees
and winter’s astringent bite.
We learn to love what we love,
what is beyond our sight.
Copyright © 2018 Bee Smith
Just lovely. I’m in the process of writing a poem for my sister’s wedding and I want it to have something to do with love and water – rivers or the ocean or just water…she loves water and is getting married next to a river…it’s been slow going, but this is inspiring.