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It’s a time of vernal promise

A time we all will share

Nature’s presenting her Spring Show

To be seen just everywhere


As trees awaken from slumber

From a winter much too cold

The last tenacious leaves of fall

Release their desperate hold


In the wake of April’s cool tears

Comes May with her golden smile

The air is filled with fragrance

As trees blossom forth in style


There’s new emerald carpeting

Replacing what winter browned

Crocus, iris, and daffodils

Poke heads from pungent ground


Vast panoramas of color

Are the hills, valleys and plains

The rivers and lakes overflow

Swollen by heavy spring rains


Tulips reach for the sun’s warm kiss

Stretching their long green necks

Busily building nurseries

Are wee feathered architects


Spring holds promise for each of us

With summer so close at hand

The sun, warm rain, and gentle breeze

Now awaken the land


1/29/88       Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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When we were young, you and I

You took a golden band

And as you pledged your love to me

You placed it on my hand

Then you took me in your arms

And you whispered in my ear

“I’ll take care of you forever

And I’ll always love you, Dear”

I felt the throbbing of your heart

As you drew me to your chest

It beat in perfect harmony

With the quickening in my breast


The promise that you made that night

With vows that you’d be true

Are the vows that I also pledged

As I gave myself to you

I thought we’d be forever, Dear

But youth made me naive

For dreams and hopes are only words

Unless you both believe

I meant the words we spoke that day

I thought you meant them, too

And perhaps you did, for a time

Then you met someone new

And then your body, heart, and soul

With bonds we shared as one

Were given to that someone new

And you and I were done


My love for you was constant

And grew, as time passed by

But yours was weak and faithless

And so, was doomed to die

A wall now stands before us

And behind its massive door

A marriage lies in ruins

That no one can restore

It’s just an age old story

Of bonds that never grew

Because one’s love was shallow

The other’s, deep and true 


7/23/73      Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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