Poetry and photo by S M Chen, March 26, 2017

Sweet bird of youth has flown away

From branches of this aging tree

Whose seeds have fallen to the ground,

And found rebirth in fallow earth.


So I will grieve, as grieve I must,

But only for a little while.

For Shelley wrote, “If winter come,

Can spring (yes, spring) be far behind?”


If proof be needed, take a look.

The bloom of youth is on this face.

I am at peace, for I can know

Life’s cycle has begun anew.


S M Chen lives and writes in California.


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