
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