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A Wooded Pathway


09.18.18 Posted in today's words by

Rojane Jasper’s most recent poem to appear here was “I Remember . . . ” (May 2018)

A Wooded Pathway
By Rojane Jasper

Walking along a wooded pathway
I come across a wintery thicket,
An undergrowth of leafless stems,
There a flurry of robins
Flitter through the branches
And so,
To carry to me
Their song of sunlight
And of spring.
Watching the robins
I feel I want
to sing.

Returning home,
I come across you.
Your wearied form and limbs
In the flittering of light
Comes sweetened and unadorned.
Seeing you,
I want to weave my arms
Through your limbs
And I want to whisper to you
What the robins
Have already told me,
Which is all that they know of spring.



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