Purple Haze

A hyacinth
Sweet smell of spring
Memories of you
It always brings

I planted a seed
And watched it grow
Like you could not
Healing heart so slow

To tend, to nurture
To feed, to water
I wondered to myself
A son? A daughter?

To see a life grow
Was comfort to me
To watch and wait
green shoots and leaves

A purple haze,
Bright colour shine through
It wasn’t just the flower
But my heart that bloomed

February brings
Bitter sweet emotion
Another year goes by
A wheel in motion

Emily Tealady 2014

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