Remembrance of Lilac Days
Ken Allan Dronsfield
March of the Lion, roar with desire
winter exhaling, Spring takes a breath
Lilac aroma will waft through my home,
a Crystal Vase placed sweetly there.
It´s been so long since Mom´s passing
many good times penned in my journal
Dad lingered on for barely three years
then laid down beside her for life eternal.
I now reminisce about the Chevy wagon,
us kids piling in off to the swimming hole.
weekly journeys taken, memory is clear
Remembrances surviving special days.
Another serenade begins this June
I´ll arrange my prize in that special way.
whites and purples with a reddish festoon.
more Lilac Days in the Crystal Vase.