An old poem, 1981

marigold

AND SO MY SOUL

And so my soul
Spills over
Into print again
As the sun spills
Over flowers
And the neighborhood
Sleeps

Endurance is eloquent
And marigolds are
Admirable because
They bloom
So long

Oh, my heart
Is tender
Yet God keeps it
Strong
And so my soul
Spills over
Into print again

I wrote this poem in 1981, and it was published first in Time Of Singing, in 1991.

The marigold is courtesy of wpclipart.  And also this sunflower:

sunflower