Japanese Creeper

 

How lovely is the wall of Japanese creeper

When the skeleton branch spreads

Its green in the May day sunshine

Covers the grey of the aged bricks

Stretches its millions of little palms

Swinging and waving in the golden sunlight

 

In the gentle summer breeze

It unlocks its joy to everything

The azure of the sky

The snow-white of the clouds

The indifference of the people passing

The disturbance of the cars driven by

 

The season will deprive its youth

The succulent veins will dry up into winter straws

Yet after the green gently fades away

How will it blaze these last drops of sap

Seething with burning fire before that bleary dust

The dazzling red will never touch an air of the autumn chill

 

Modified after Joanna

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