week 200 ~ light falling on the daffodils
light falling on the daffodils
in memory incandescent
perpetual impermanent
like a dream that my soul distills
hoping to find gold in the rills
spilling out of a long lost spring
but sadly nothing now can bring
back the innocence that believed
in the plan happiness conceived
time smiled ruefully then took wing
Beautiful poem…our goals for the future seem to rarely be as planned…one can but enjoy what it brings.
slpmartin
August 9, 2012 at 10:47 am
Thanks, Charles!
mairmusic
August 10, 2012 at 8:35 pm
hope you find treasure trove! fabulous poem marilynn.
Sharmishtha Basu
August 11, 2012 at 11:11 am
Thanks, Sharmishtha!
mairmusic
August 13, 2012 at 2:49 pm
beautiful..
pencilreturns
August 15, 2012 at 8:09 am
Thanks for letting me know (:
mairmusic
August 15, 2012 at 8:36 am