Where does the time go -
a lowing, slight mourning,
to passing bud and bloom,
she waves her darling away,
catching the scent of summer,
a warm romance yet to come ..."
Labels: Art Everyday by Mick Mather, bloom, digital collage, heart, May, mourning, poetry, romance
4 Comments:
Time goes towards summer, towards the sun, heat and lovers to come.
She'll be happy, the maiden-in-wait in your pic.
SusuPetal:
You are quite correct ... all the way around. :)
may.be
John:
may.be.gone
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