The years have robbed them –

of youth, strength, seedlings, soil.

Yet still they stand,

tottering together,

hand in hand,

heart in heart,

staring down the approaching winter

with eyes bleary but wise.

Theirs has been

a journey,

a defiance,

a rising above,

a conquering of Kingdoms.

And on the brink of leaving this for the next,

they raise shaking heads

to be crowned at last

with glory.

9 comments on “Glory

  1. Caddo Veil says:

    WOW! Great poem, Melody–God bless you today. love, Caddo

  2. Debbie says:

    Really precious, Melody! This would be great as an anniversary card! ๐Ÿ™‚ God bless you!

    • melodylowes says:

      Thank you Debbie, for your continued encouragement. Weary souls drink that up like nectar, you know – there is such value in spreading joy. Just like a sweet fragrance! ๐Ÿ˜‰

  3. Wonderful! And this barely says it. Your ability to see human significance in humble garden things, is an amazing gift of insight for you and us.

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