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Tired
winter eyes look out and see
a
tinge of green - trees still lean.
A
patch of growth in a sunny spot
clutched
together - almost a knot.
Buds
on trees - tight with strain
waiting
for sun, a little rain.
Daffodils
blooming - yellow bright
bulbs
sprouting - wanting more light.
Nature
renewing - a gift to all
just
a late winter wake up call. |
