maryanne bernardo

yellow gold

We are here in summer

Swaying leaves rustle the seams of my sorrow

This fairytale of flowers and gentle birds sails into wonder

Can you hear me?

I planted yellow roses for you

Petals unfurl to tame the loneliness in June

Sunshine scatters it’s morning praise along the fence line

The grassland of dreams and purpose needs tilling

I will sit and feel

Your light reviving the magic tempo of our bond