Changing Spring

~Deana J. Tavares

Tomorrow

No promises exist

We live for today

Through skies of blue

Through skies of grey

 

To touch the leaves

That veins run through

Maybe the last of the green

Eyes ever knew

 

Rain like tears

Upon battered shrubs

Pathways of fears

Never lead

To new loves

 

Shedding

Of thick bark

To find the tender center

Where new life

And light

Find bridges

And enter

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