Lilacs bloom, and here we are

The lilacs have bloomed.
Lovers dance and poets swoon.
Odes to spring and all that.
But we muffle our groans,
We defer to the sun.
We surrender to the day,
The lilacs have bloomed,
And who are we to say?
Would we have it any other way?
“God love us and save us,”
My mother, Rose, used to say.
The lilacs have bloomed,
And here we are, here we are.

Published by Dan Rodricks

Dan Rodricks is a long-time columnist for The Baltimore Sun, winner of numerous national and regional journalism awards, a radio and TV personality, podcaster and fly angler. His narrative memoir, "Father's Day Creek," was published in May 2019 by Apprentice House at Loyola University Maryland. View all posts by Dan Rodricks

4 thoughts on “Lilacs bloom, and here we are”

Kathy Kelley says:

May 4, 2022 at 12:53 pm

Who knew you were a poet too! This is a lovely ode to spring and your mom and to my favorite flower, the lilac.

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Sharon Filicko says:

May 4, 2022 at 3:26 pm

Thanks Dan lovely, really all we have is the moment! BREATH, Lilac Ahh!

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Kathy McElroy says:

May 4, 2022 at 11:46 pm

I love lilacs, I love everything about lilacs, I love the sweet scent that you can get when the wind blows. I love the lilac color, I wish I could grow lilacs.

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Kathleen Tunney says:

May 17, 2022 at 12:32 pm

This little poem touches my heart in a special way. Someone I love begins chemotherapy today but the lilacs still bloom.

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