Blackbird

Kelowna willows

I wonder if you ever
think of me.
Through all the years,
I saw your beauty plain,
from time to time
remembering,
      remembering
             again.

We had a love
that could not
fate withstand,
could not hold fast,
untrusting  roots in
      shifting sand.

And yet
you are the one,
of all the rest,
through all the years
who stood, of time,
the test,
the one I truly loved,
with whom I
     once
         was blessed.

So I thank you in 
the only way I know:
I continued loving you
      after I let you go.


for Karin's  prompt at Real Toads: to write a poem of loving gratitude. So many directions to go with this: the earth, trees, the sea, my wolf-dog. I chose a dark blackbird heart from 1980's Kelowna.