A Time to Love

English: Cherry blossoms Polish: Kwiaty wiśni.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When green leaves broaden on the cherry tree
and cherry blooms have started to depart,
it’s May and all things beautiful and free
are born anew like love inside the heart.

I watch soft clouds
like cotton
stretch so thin
they disappear.

This is the time for fishing at the creek,
for catching crappie with a cane and hook.
The butterflies appear like strings of silk,
when green leaves broaden on the cherry tree.

© Copyright, 2013, Freeda Baker Nichols

5 comments on “A Time to Love

  1. spunkonastick says:

    Wonderful poem and image!

    Like

  2. Catherine Johnson says:

    Very Spring-like, Freeda. Beautiful!

    Like

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