Renewal
Poems

Renewal

This morning I woke early
Just to walk among the flowers
I picked a pretty bluebell
And touched a shamey-shamey
I watched the leaves close slowly
Embarrassed by my attention

Standing by the roadside, I stared at giant ferns
Wet with morning dew
And I could almost taste the fallen mangoes
As their sweet aroma filled the air
And as I listened closely
I heard the John Chewitt call my name

It was not so long ago I romped along these places
Without a second thought
I took it all for granted, a birthright bestowed
But now with nighttime falling faster than I care
I am transported to my childhood
And find renewal there

About the author

Pauline Graham Binder