The First Day
Sweet maiden’s first day serenades,
Her promise for the year,
A descant laced with hopeful song,
Her landscape, flushed with cheer.
A stealthy start, she creeps, unladen,
Calming, full of pride,
Her secrets stashed beneath her bonnet,
Arms stretched, open wide.
She makes no promise, resting, wanting,
Gliding on fair breeze,
She bows her head, bids fond farewells,
Then floats off through the trees.
5 thoughts on “The First Day”
K Morris Poet says:
Its good to see you back, Debbie. I enjoyed reading this. I hope all is okay with you. Best wishes. Kevin
Peter's pondering says:
So good to see you again Debbie. I hope you’ll stick around. Happy New Year to you and him! An appropriate title for the comeback with a lovely image to accompany!
Hello Debbie, and wishing you a happy and healthy 2022 … I enjoyed your beautifully reflective poem … 😊🌏🌞
Debbie! I’m so pleased to see you back here.
I loved your poem and the image too. Hope to see you here again very soon. 🙂
Happy New Year! Love your writing!