Tending the Orchard By Memory
- Nigel Paolo Grageda
- Nov 18, 2020
- 1 min read
Tending the orchard by memory,
all garlands are relics of worry;
prancing on patches before the edge,
yet I lull to watch this sightly hedge;
basin and stars lace paradise,
with lithesome mums for dragonflies,
pardon, unloose earthen flame,
rethink ripeness whilst it came;
be back amid dimmest bell,
and so tend the orchard well;
biding seconds until sleep,
harkening to asters weep.
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