The crocuses are out, purple and yellow
encircled with slender snowdrops
soul lanterns on the Ganges.
The sparkle is back in your eye
another spring taking bloom.
I’m glad we weathered twenty five.
Even when the wolf gnawed my soul
light tiptoed back
Now you and I can enjoy
a more subtle melody.
Folded together like a cello on its side.
Heart beat harmony.
© Rona Fitzgerald
Rona has poems in UK, Scottish, Irish and US publications. Highlights include the Stinging Fly 2011, Aiblins: New Scottish Political Poetry 2016, Oxford Poetry 2017, Poems for Grenfell Tower, Onslaught Press 2018 and #Me Too, Fair Acre Press, 2018.