That Spring morning,
When she returned from her run,
She saw the Dogwood had blossomed.
White petals sprinkled among the green,
An explosion of life and beauty.
When she returned from her run,
She saw the Dogwood had blossomed.
White petals sprinkled among the green,
An explosion of life and beauty.
She marched into the house,
Ready the news to share,
But the look on his face,
Said all was not well.
His announcement sunk her heart,
Froze her in place as he walked out.
Thus whenever Spring rolls around,
With the songs of birds and the butterflies;
With the white petals of the Dogwood
Sprinkled among the green,
She feels not the beauty of new life
Nor the pulse of a fresh start,
Then all she can really think of
Is the day love walked out.
© Nana Dadzie Ghansah 2018