Skies With / Without Clouds

Jun 27 2017 | 03:14 AM

    Every sky is blue,

    When the clouds have been skimmed

    from its top.

    Every garden is lovely,

    when new flowers are sitting in its lap.



    But sometimes,

    on a yet fragrant summer night,

    the air may grow chill,

    until even the stoical moon,

    wrapped in her bit of sun-warmed light,

    disappears.



    Then darkness reaches way down close,

    burrows deep into the place

    where morning blossoms have been,

    and bumps again

    into old pain.



    Laura Scribner, Goshen, NY, 1925-2015