Where The Pomegranates Grow
Outside the city where lush
Lovely pomegranates grow
The spring has sprung and
flowers show
Birds rear their young in
tones hushed
The lady weeps in a silent
Strain, love has left a
broken heart
In pain, where the
pomegranates start
To bloom once again, so
vibrant
Hush my love your chance to
shine bright
Slipped in on a cloud
silver lined
A knight so good and deeply
kind
Caught your tears
throughout the long night
He sprinkles them upon the
air
Pomegranate bushes sprang
up
Their juice forever fills
your cup
Arise love, his maiden fair
Receive his love, freed
from despair
Outside the city, in rural
Terrain. a perfect scene
~mural
Where pomegranates grow
with flair
Sara Kendrick married young and had a
family soon after. After her last child went to school, she decided to pursue
her GED. A gentlemen who worked with the GED program encouraged her to enroll
in college. She worked part time and
cared for her family in addition to her studies. She graduated from Mercer
University. Several years ago, after a health crisis, she started writing
poetry.
I enjoyed this pomegranate poem and the emotions that come with it, Sara. Regards // paul
ReplyDeleteNicely done, Sara. I enjoyed "Where the Pomegranates Grow." Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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