Snowdrops to Rivers



The river kept giving

.. all she had.. in the

delta.. to the sea..

Up above her headwaters

as mountain peak snowflakes

became snow drops..

and snowdrops became

trickles of trust..

overtures of hope to

eternal spring

.. form frozen

into Spirit flowing..

angels kept renewing

the many rivulet mothers

of the river...

in eternal return of

generosity.



(to Gene Radney who with

her husband Milton until

his death and since has

given her money to make

children happy and healthy)




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your poems
are always
so amazing
and romantic .
Keep on writing :*).