
spring is certain
when squirrels chase each other in
an apple-scented breeze
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spring is certain
when squirrels chase each other in
an apple-scented breeze
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a walk at noon
rare break from my desk,
light steps
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unfurling bravely
raising face toward the sun,
before the rain
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in a gray world of
cold rain, a splash of yellow
is a warm moment
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when the flowers sing
a morning hallelujah,
sunshine in my heart
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the first stars
must have lit up the deep dark
like spring
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on spring’s threshold,
every plant imagines itself green,
I admire their brown
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a rose, bud to bloom,
embraces its beginning
as it unfolds
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remembering peaches,
my daughter’s ice cream cone
melted too fast
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Sometimes I feel yellow,
or slow, green and dragging
or even a rapid-raging red. Continue reading

a delicious layer
of elusive snow,
a shiver of excitement
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inside the poppy,
lies a dark purple pulse
a secret heart
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