Under The Plum Tree

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When you see white clover sprawling in the meadow
do you still think of me even though our love
once treasured, is now with regret over?

As for me I can tell you, the plum is blooming now
I remember the promises we made
underneath its burgeoning boughs
And I will wonder ever after
if you remember too.

 

The yellow roses came today and I read the message within
Can we please forgive and forget all we said back then
I beg you my love can we renew our cherished love again?

 

And so today, I measured and took stock of all we shared
with my heart still longing, and my lonesome soul laid bare
I sent to you the dried red rose you first gave to me
with this simple note, let’s meet tonight
when the moon is bright under the plum tree.

 

©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg

 

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34 Comments on “Under The Plum Tree

  1. This is so weird – I found some white clover in the garden today – I’ve not seen it before in among the daisies. Your poem is romantic and wistful, Linda, a balm this hot night.

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  2. There is perhaps nothing more beautiful than reuniting with the one you love in this world. 💖 A breathtakingly ethereal love poem, Linda 😊

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