Fragrant breezes swirl old leaves in corners of the yard.
Tiny buds give certain hope of bursting life inside.
Brown grass dancing encores
as last year’s life seeps out
to mix with earth and new scents
on the wind.
Mud itself a reassuring sign.
Bright, warm sun to mix it all
in joyful hope of Spring.
~Sara~
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1 comment:
In case you're interested, I've posted a few poems over at my blog. I used to post them every Saturday, but I ran out.
http://jamsco.wordpress.com/category/saturday-poem/
Here's an example that deals with family and spring:
http://jamsco.wordpress.com/2007/05/12/saturday-poem-nevers-again/
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