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IN PRAISE OF LILACS

Poetry By: June Stepansky
Poetry


Memories are important in shaping who we are. This is a memory of mine which made an impact on me when I was six.


Submitted:Mar 21, 2013    Reads: 6    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


IN PRAISE OF LILACS

We had no flowers

on our block when I was six;

Just one small plot of fenced

and well-defended grass,

and wild and rambling sunflowers

in the empty field behind the house.

But on the way to school

along untended walls

as if by chance

some Lilacs grew.

My life was filled with jump ropes

grown-ups, cats, playmates, marbles.

Then on the way to school one day

I found the fragrance and the color

and the magic of Lilacs,

and my world enlarged

and changed.

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