A Poem: Hello

‘Oh, Hello morning.

That you come round again to visit,
is always a thing of wonder to me.’

And in return you say,

‘Hello Soul.
Its time to wake

and wear your colours,
like me.

Not the same as yesterday,
but a flourish here and there,

as new paints
arrived in the post,

opened and spread
just for the fun of it,

for re-creation.

Yes, Hello morning.

Today I’ll dress for me.

My soul will open
and who knows what will pour out.

That the person in the street I pass,
might look up from their step

and say,

‘Oh, hello’.

Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
March 2019

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