not unlike the flowers
leaping silently from rich earth
not unlike the weeping willow
draping herself in gauzy green
spring has come
to my world and i
stirrings of life
of possibility
would spring be so delicious
if it did not follow winter?
i'm off to dance with
the God of seasons
2 comments:
Really and truly you are moving to Meadville? Cheers!
YES! I really and truly am! Now you need to move home so we can hang out again! :)
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