I’m grateful for the spring
and Robert Frost seeing
the gold within the green.

I’m grateful for summer
and William Carlos Williams’
dependable wheelbarrow.

I’m grateful for autumn
and James Wright
along the Ohio River.

And I’m grateful for winter
and Robert Hayden’s father
on Sunday mornings.


(For Living Poetry’s Monday Poetry Prompt. Which poems am I alluding to?)

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10 Responses to Grateful

  1. jhkli59gmailcom says:

    Love it Bart!!

    Sent from my iPhone


  2. It feels like family. A fine gathering!

  3. writenaked says:

    <3 "The gold within the green." It shines.

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