Tuesday, May 10, 2022

Seduction

This is a repeat of a poem from a few years ago when my grandson joined ROTC in college. This weekend he is graduating from Notre Dame and heading off for flight training in San Antonio as a Lt. in the Air Force. Here's to you, Paul.


Seduction


Stripes of sunbeams pierce window mornings.

Birches rustle, stretching limbs and flicking tresses.

Loons and lily pads unfold to wisps of daylight.

Spring blushes dawn's horizon.


The hum of a small plane, the song of a siren

swells, promising the sky and more. Miles away

my grown grandson veers toward the Air Force.



Marilyn Aschoff Mellor 

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