Yesterday's Child

Poem Yesterday's Child by Silvia Hartmann

The image:

Sweet and wild
hushed reminiscence
yesterday's child.
 

There she is.


She is

all there is.
 

When she dances,
so do the trees,
the grasses whirl
the roadside flowers
even Father Sun up high
partakes and swoops
in loops
in serpentines.

Wind rushes,
foliage applauds.

Silvia Hartmann 04