If I Should

A poem

If I should ever come to rest

My eyes on Spring without a nest

And daffodils forget to torch

The roadside beds, to flicker March

If April’s artist fails to mist

Her grey with bands of rainbow kiss

Though tragic, these things don’t compare

To just one day without you there

.

If I should witness desperate hour

When Summer mourns her lack of flower

An August without drone of bees

Or fragrance carried by sweet peas

If strawberries bleed not their red

Preferring to stay pale instead

These miseries, I would endure

To chat with you a little more

.

If I should hear October call

And sycamore forgets to fall

If wild winds herald birth of cold

But pirates steal the Autumn gold

If November bonfires cease to light

For wood smoke to infuse damp night

My soul would suffer, yes it’s true

It would not come close to losing you

.

If l should ever have to face

A Winter without snowflake lace

Or Jack Frost’s scrawl upon the green

His fleeting glitter never seen

No haunting broth of cloud and moon

No Christmas Eve nor carol tune

The cruelty would hold little sway

To if you were to walk away