Noreen-

       When Singledom Beckons

First there is winter; the pain and the grieving,
Bitterest anger washed clean with your tears.
Snow-swirling blizzards will bandage the wound.
When singledom beckons the earth keeps its spin.

Next will come planting; the seeds hold their harvest.
Throw off your burdens and compost the fear.
Seeds of tomorrow will grow in the warm earth.
When singledom beckens, new spring can begin.

Sunlight caresses the garden inside you.
Fragrant wild rosebuds are blossoming here.
Trickles of joy melt the ice-hobbled stream.
When singledom beckons the song can begin.

Maeve in Maine
copyright 2009