Acceptance
oh that is a hard one you ask me to accept everything ends
seasons end summer one long holiday comes to a close
welcome autumn the season of color leaves gracefully fall from the trees
cover the ground in gold temperatures change the nights are cool
put another quilt on the bed stitched with spring flowers soon enough
snow begins to fall memories of sleigh bells family gatherings
evergreen boughs candles a glow aunt blanch's apple cake
the smell of holidays fill the air cinnamon and spice gifts under the tree
just when you think you can stand it no more spring appears
tender shoots in new green the old oak in the front yard has to be taken down
everything ends even the ones most precious ...even us
accept it all the plan is drawn there is no other course
July 27, 2016
15 comments:
The hardest acceptance of all...the inevitable and one I still have trouble accepting...beautiful!
Accepting what is, a wise course but one we like to rail against. I really liked this poem, Annell, as always I learn something from - and admire - your life wisdom
what to do but accept with grace and pain all the ends...sigh...this is so beautifully written....
Exactly! Everything ends. Such a beautiful and enlightening poem :)
there are some things that we just have to accept - not that it feels good or right, but that it is what it is and we have to learn to grow with it or around it...to let the river flow and wash away our sharp edges.
Acceptance.. though difficult at times.. makes us stronger from inside. Beautifully executed.
beautiful words and form, the form that goes on like life itself, we come to learn as time passes that acceptance is what it is all about...bkm
I love the honesty that shines in this poem, Annell. All reasons to live in the moment.
Acceptance is in an art in itself...I love the form to this :)
Acceptance is life's lessons .... We just need to go with the seasons.
Your form certainly supports the content--the inevitable advance of change that, even though it is continuous and encompasses much that seem ordinary, in retrospect has the impression of being a torrent, with the cycle advanced and complete too soon. Fine poem in every respect.
Wonderfully crafted words of wisdom. It is difficult to accept that everything ends, I find it difficult...
Kind regards
Anna :o]
The full-circle quality of your excellent poem is like music.
Fascinated to see this not only works when read from left to right, but also when read vertically in three columns!
Such an interesting shape for this poem, and I felt the cycle of life so strongly in the rhythm. I really like this piece.
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