The Break

Once pansies of vibrant purple~

Gold, and crimson~

The break makes a change~

To cool floppy ferns as you are missing.

Sturdy stood the aged oak tree~

Fun loving nude~

The break makes a jagged branch~

Laying there clothed as a sharked bark stifles~

Your put off flight cut off for trifles.

Flowing in frothy turns~

Exuberance cascaded the stream as we had meld~

While the break stops up the liquid~

Of the amusement once held.

Gnomes of the garden two very much alike~

Had a particular timed danced~

Till the break came~

Stopping the prance~

Giving each soul’s single song plight mega enhanced!

Oh! How the angels worked to protect~

What the experimental spirits did project! ~

Alas! A break came to feed a dubious foe~

Your swagger changed to defect with wings hanging low.

Understanding and patience is needed~

As well as prayers~

To wait out the damage of the break to the stem~

We will stagger till time sends the end~

For flowers to bloom~

Once again!

The break must be a delay~

As we pass time~

Than and only then can we~

Again happily play continuing our twin like rhyme~

That next time hopefully you will defend!

The leaves did glisten green~

With dew drops in the morning sun~

While the break goes on~

One by one~

The leaves drop shriveled yellowed~

As we mourn the noon day summer sun~

Lessing each passing day~

My life leaf vessel empty~

While missing you this way.

By

Lisa J. Warner

AKA

Lisa Luv

CopyRight8/28/2013@LisaLuvLLC