This past week I noticed that my daffodils were beginning to push up through the ground. I have never seen this in November. Sometimes they show through in February, but never in the Fall. Trees have now set their buds and wait through the long winter for a new Spring. As I think about all that has taken place this week, with the election and the projected change in our country’s leadership, I thought this might be a good poem to reflect upon.
At the base of each drying leaf
Is a bud full of life and potential
Waiting patiently for summer’s heat
Or winter’s cold to pass
In the cool of spring
The refreshing showers
The promise of warmth
Sap rises in the cambium
Pushes open that small bud
Enlarging into a new fresh leaf
Green and vigorous
Full of life
Remember…
Behind all that crushes you
Makes you feel devastated
Hopeless and distraught
Lies a bud of strength and potential
Waiting for you to recognize
That your spring has arrived
Once more
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
This is a very timely poem of hope and renewal, and I thank you for it.
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You are welcome! I wrote this a couple of summers ago when the summer heat cooked the leaves off my lilac mid summer. When I looked closer, I found that as it sat dormant there were new buds where each of the leaves had been and it came back out beautifully the next spring.
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I’ve noticed a number of poems I’ve read recently that seem to be so of-the-present-moment, only to learn from the poet that the poem was written several years ago.
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Seems like good words don’t every get old… Just like Bridge Over Troubled Water!
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That’s a good way to put it!
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Beautiful
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Thank you so much!
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This is so positive. So encouraging! thank you 🙂
(and beautiful to boot!)
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Thank you Ben. I was amazed to see these shoots coming up a week or two before our first frost.
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Wonderful, Dwight. An excellent poem.🙏
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Thank you so much Jeff!
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You’re welcome, Dwight, my pleasure. 🙂
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Very timely and perfect! Thank you for this message. 🧡
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Thank you very much!
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My pleasure. I enjoy your writing!
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:>)
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I’m always a big supporter of hope and encouragement! Thank you for this post💐❤️
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Wonderful! It is the only way to live! Thank you so much.
Dwight
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My pleasure, Dwight! 💐❤️
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Daffodils, like tulips, are a sure sign of hope! Lovely and thoughtful poem.🌷
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Thanks Dora!
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A changing the guard is very much like the regeneration of a new season… a glorious analogy Dwight..
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Thanks Ivor, I feel the same way. Hopefully Spring is on the way for us as well!!
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A splendid, timely, metaphor
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Thank you Derrick! Hopefully we are coming into Spring in the political realm!
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A lovely poem
This business of bulbs pushing thru on November always annoys me. So I’m planting as late as possible this time to see if they’ll behave! ⚘🌼
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That should help. They will just sit there through the winter. I had not seen them coming up at this time before.
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I’m glad you think so.
It happens every year here and folk bemoan the fact that they have snowdrops hyacinths daffodils tulips poking thru in November. A professional gardener told me that new bulbs come up very early but many years I just re-use old bulbs. Time will tell…
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Yes, I let them come up every year and when they multiply and get too crowded I dig them up and spread them out.
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Indeed. It’s the best way ⚘🌷🌼
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Refreshing words for the times.
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Thank you Astrid. Time to move on!
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Dwight, a beautiful poem and message of hope! I like the shape of the poem too. Looks like a tulip! 🙂
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Thank you Cheryl. I had not thought of the shape, but it does sort of give that impression. Hope you survived the storm and are safe and doing well.
Dwight
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