Summer Poem

 SUMMER

Sometimes
life comes faster
than it can be lived

One year
grows into another
and another into

Still another
and the crowded
soul cries out.

Time is taken
but not given
to new poems yet…

The overgrown
garden needs
weeding and pruning

Still another
cold night
on the horizon.

Then, by His mercy
another summer
is given…

Butterflies and
hummingbirds find
the renewed garden

And geraniums
kept alive in winter
bloom outside again.

Ellen Grace Olinger

Time of Singing (1994)

And So My Soul (my first chapbook; Elin Grace Publishing, 2001)