Lilac Wine

Hold the seasons where they are just a little longer. The cool Spring wind will soon give way to the warmth of lightning bugs dancing at the close of each day. Until then I will sit below the lilac tree and let the air fill with its sweet scent and shed a tear when the last of its petals has fallen to the earth. Spring will come again. Will I hold time as I do today, breathless and still, under the lilac tree, waiting for the moment to take a pause.—Dominick

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  1. Veronica Lawlor

    That’s beautiful Dom!

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