Seasons

Another landslide of life

has brought us down

standing in icy streams

holding fast to unsteady ground

Time waits for no one

seasons change in the blink of an eye

the reflection shows a little girl

yet it is silver hair and wrinkles I spy

Can we adjust our sails

with the east wind

can the child within us

rise again

Seasons may have changed

and so have we

but love still grows

on our family tree

***

Can we handle another season

of raging tides

can we balance the beams

on bumpy rides

The last remaining bloodline

of a family that has passed

and with the ticking of the clock

I am holding steadfast

I don’t have the answers

and you don’t want to talk

but I am beside you

let’s have one of our walks

Seasons may have changed

and so have we

but love still grows

on our family tree

***

My tears have fallen

and I’m sure yours have too

and these icy streams are cold

but I am here with you

Maybe not in person

but we’re never far apart

just look at your reflection

and find me in your heart

We don’t have to speak

we can just watch the sunrise in the park

and when the sun refuses to shine

I will sit with you in the dark

Seasons may have changed

and so have we

but love still grows

on our family tree

___________________________________________________________________________________________

Written for my aunt, who is battling cancer. I love you, and I am with you, always. ❀

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16 Responses to Seasons

  1. Brad Osborne says:

    This is a touching and beautiful poem. I love how the refrain re-centers the reader with each new stanza. The imagery is luxurious and the flow and phrasing are impeccable. A worthy tribute to your Aunt. I hope the best for all of you! Sending love!

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  2. Absolutely beautiful. I love it. πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Sadje says:

    What a beautiful and heartfelt poem Kristian.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. This one flowed really well! Reflections tend to always grab readers attention. I would love to hear you recite/read this. there is a matter-factness in the words. Love it

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