NEW LIFE
Down the lane,
Fat red berries
Beam their small cheer
Along the frost bitten branches,
Pushing the cold ivy
Away from their fire,
Keeping the dark leaves
At a distance.
Knowing darkness always wants
To suffocate and defeat
New life.
©2019 Gwen Grant
Poems by Gwen Grant 
So good to have a painting by Joan Eardley to accompany your lovely poem.
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A Joan Eardley painting is a gift, no matter how many times we’ve seen it. Glad you liked
both it and the poem.
Gwen.
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