The rose bush in my childhood’s home
is blooming.
I didn’t know they lived that long.
I’m hiding behind it
thinking like the child I once was
As if fifty years had not passed.
Laboriously I straighten to stand again
New to poetry, I decided to pamper my poems and give them a blog of their own. Maybe they will pamper me in return one day.
Makes me think of a song by Kate Bush called "Under The Ivy." Beautiful imagery of time passing.
ReplyDeletenever thought of it, but now that I read the lyrics, I can see it. Thank you
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