Welcome to Four Lines! I have a goal I would like to write at least four lines of poetry or a haiku every day for the rest of my life. I'm excited about this challenge! Also, along with my daily poem, I will be reading at least four lines of another author's poetry. I'll try to include that here also. So I'm thinking - how difficult can it be to read and then write one poem a day? We will see! - Claudia

All poems on this blog, unless noted, are written by Claudia Callaghan.
© 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016 Claudia Callaghan
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Wednesday, August 1, 2012

  In the library parking lot,
singing to heaven tenderly,
unraveling strand by strand,
pieces, layers, years of you.
Years of you melt in melody
like March snow and ice,
joys daffodils close behind.
  I sing to your frozenness, 
your melting and thawing, 
your smiling in Spring,
a loving tune that steadily mends.
  I sing baring flowers
of every hue on earth,
a fountain of gratitude,
of kindness for you.  
  In the library parking lot,
singing to heaven tenderly,
a song forever for you.

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