Monday, January 6, 2014

Spring

The baby is expected
In early morning March,
Late in the month
On Thursday's watch;
Arriving along with
A harbinger thought

So the days know no boundaries,
They joyride and sneer;
They break off their colloquy
And stare over there

The baby is expected
In early morning March,
Late in the month
As Scorpio plots;
Arriving along with
A gibbous cough

So the days chauffeur moments,
They rejoice and retort;
They banter about feelings
And things over there

Come now sweet baby
Rest in my arms,
Late in the month
As the moon waves to Libra;
Arriving Altair...
And finally you're here

 
(c)gmcknight 1/14

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