Sarah Flanigan - Poetry Simply Put

I followed you
with camera
and ever-roaming eye.

You flew away
on guilded wings
as if you owned the sky.

I, patient in
the sunshine
waited for your return.

In dappled light
and sweet greenery
your secret golden urn.

When the time came
to lumber to my feet
and for me to get along.

You swooped right in
on the gentle wind
and finished nature’s song.

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