
the first stars
must have lit up the deep dark
like spring
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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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before March goes,
let’s dawdle, linger and grow,
like the crocus
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remembering peaches,
my daughter’s ice cream cone
melted too fast
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Cherry trees dream of
nests hidden by blossoms,
the hum of baby bluebirds
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icy rain falls,
sleet pings and taps
but can’t darken
an evergreen heart
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scattered fall seeds
are counting the days till spring,
like me
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be the flower
growing in dry spaces,
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rain plops
plink, plink
shiny drops
trees drink
squirrels scatter
flowers glisten
birds natter
i listen
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a lone tulip
in a sea of blooming phlox,
the writing life
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a grove of daffodils
circled by bees,
runes of springtime
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tulip Tuesday,
silky petals proudly cup
sunshine
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