"She came in winter"
She came in winter and remained. The ground soon
Drank the passing of the cold, and later
Caught the fleeting youth of trees that scatter
Memories like marbles. She stayed when the moon
Touched earth for the few precious days in June;
When flash showers danced in pitter-patter
And chanted, she seemed to stay to gather
Her skirts and locks, whistling another tune.
Kept perfect her lifeless beauty, even
When handsome suitors graced her stage. Eyes glossed
Over, indifferent, ignored all regards
Until children came and knocked the leaden
Blossom over - then we head her long-lost
Laughter glitter freely in splintered shards.