New Beginnings
Planted a sapling in my yard
To watch it grow up straight and hard.
Sowed some seed into the ground
Watched green grass grow all around.
Hoed a garden row by row
Watched the vegetables and flowers grow.
Laid a brick as a cornerstone
Watched my house turn into a home.
Gave my child a helping hand
Watched him sit up, crawl, and stand.
Showed him how to catch a ball
Watched him run, watched him fall.
Told him there will always be time for tears
Watched him deal with his hopes and fears.
Explained to him, one day I will be gone
Watched his strength as he carried on.
Planting a sapling in my memory
Watching it grow, his son, by his knee.
- N. J.
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Reflections on a Carolina Twilight
But it was those lacy blue-green
Southern Twilights that finally brought me
Home again.
Those special seconds when the summer day
Lingers unsure of herself.
And relinquishes her place
To the cool darkness
Those azaela pink glimpes of sunset
Viewed from behind dim curtains
Of evergreen and oak.
Blinking you risk losing them
That husky heady southern scent of
Moss, Magnolias, and time.........
Just called me back.
The eerie calls of the last doves and
The first crickets.
I need that eternal moment where
The south holds her breath
Where no sound is heard but the
Sun slipping away.
The moment when silence fades
To darkness.
- N. J.
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