Two April Mornings

Paint Chip Poetry

The two spring mornings seem just a heartbeat apart

One among skyscrapers, one in the park

A morning of meetings spent at my desk

And the sorting papers from a cedar file chest

Oh for those mornings spent in childhood play

The grass stained knees from walking on all fours

Pretending to be a timber wolf when out of doors

But now it’s accounts and ledgers, and earning my pay

And being nostalgic of those old April days

But time’s waterfall has washed away

Jack-o’-lantern carving, and rolling in hay

So back to the books, and emails galore

What seemed like a heartbeat must surely have been more


Padre

https://anotherfearlessyear.net/2020/10/09/paint-chip-poetry-prompt-41/ heartbeattimber wolfskyscraperwaterfallcedar chestjack-o’-lantern, and grass stain.

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