NaPoWriMo: Gone with Spring

The daffodils are gone now with the spring,

yet the robin cheers me with his song.

Though new buds form and birds take wing,

the daffodils are gone now with the spring.

Who knows of time, what will it bring?

Our lives soon end, we’re not here long.

The daffodils are gone now with the spring,

yet the robin cheers me with his song.

 

NaPoWriMo, Day 8. Today’s prompt: flowers. I wrote a triolet.

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15 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo: Gone with Spring

  1. Who knows of time, what it till bring? An important reminder.

    And one of the bennies of living so far north, Merril: I have still my daffodils ahead of me. 🙂

    Please forgive my literal take.

    Woody and I usually share a Mary Oliver poem each morning. Methinks I’ll introduce him to my new friend, the poet Merril D Smith.

    J

  2. I see here the hope of ever-cycling seasons–something to look forward to in summer with Robin’s song, and the daffodils again next spring. So nicely reinforced by the triolet form. 🙂

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