South Carolina Spring: Eastern Redbud

Red-Bud

I will go, I said, to the country

When the red-bud blooms in the spring

And then, as of old, for sheer rapture

My heart will sing.

 

The red-bud rosily blossomed

In valley and hill and plain,

And yet my heart could not banish

Its sense of pain.

~May Frink Converse

 

With prayers for Japan.

Done