Centuries have passed...…or so it seems

Along with my visions and beautiful dreams.



The trees don't seem as tall as they used to be

As I walk through the woods with only me.



The wildflowers don't "pop-up" in the spring,

Seeming content to spend the summer sleeping.



There are a few here and there and yon,

But there used to be thousands down by the pond.



The fern that was so green, thick and lush by the side of the road,

Seems to have said, "Too heavy the load,



Not worth the effort to push through the earth,

Not worth the effort... this spring of rebirth".



Wild rabbits by the score used to run in the fields in the morning dew

Now we are lucky if we see one or two.



The changes wrought with your demise

Are far too many for my pen and eyes.



But crystal clear and unchanged for all time

Are the sweet memories of you indelible in my mind.



Oh, Beloved Friend, how I yearn for those things that used to be

When you were here and I could see



The reflections of your beauty in the fields and streams,

And I could once again have my visions and dreams.

 

©Joan Buchanan West

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