Poem

Too Late

Around the garden the eye casts a look
On the two lilies that lay limp
Look
Over there, to the side, on frozen soil
forgotten, droopy

Like two peas on a plate
Totally lost to winter's death kiss
Forever
The snow flakes float like fairies
While the hawk sits on the fence

Looking for prey that hides cowering
behind the forgotten lilies
Blanketed
By a last look for escape.

Too late.

by Patty Apostolides 2010