A poem to be posted

Lemon
'Tis bittersweet.
He loves another.
That's what he says.
And leaves a lemon . . .
Now, that's an opening for me!

After bitter disappointment,
betrayal! grief!
The yellow lemon
invites warming sun,
Come, come, come in.

Consciousness . . .
shows how life is -
digging in . . .
rising up . . .
In the now, I can be.

Anna 15/02/2023