Remembering Brooke (adewpearl)
: For Brooke by mountainwriter49
Just as spring’s fresh breath gives rise to daffodils|
and dandelions adorning verdant lawns,
I’ll think of Brooke and all the wondrous things
of which she’d write this special time of year.
In summer when the butterflies are full
aflutter as they go from flower to flower
on sunny days when azure skies are calm,
I’ll sip red wine and read Brooke’s poetry.
I swear I think the fairies are at work
when mountains change from green to hues of reds
and golds and browns as autumn coolness clears
the air and chills the rustling mountain streams.
At Christmastide I think of loved ones lost
throughout the year. I shed some tears. I smile.
Adewpearl always topped my poet’s Christmas tree,
and there she yet remains as I read her verse tonight.
Brooke’s legacy extends beyond her years—
as with the Bard, her poetry endures.
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