The breeze gently kisses me on the cheek.
It’s been weeks since the sun glittered so beautifully.
The flower buds glance up from the ground.
Birds and ducks produce every sound.
Spring is in the air washing away all the cares.
The winter days dissolving away,
No more observing things decay.
New life starting to bloom
Fighting through winter gloom.
Flickers of light reflect in the waters
Of the neighboring stream.
Nature whistles with the fresh devotion she brings.
The forests begin to develop leaves
Twigs hover in the springtime breeze.
I would live in paradise if all the days were like this.
Spring is in the air washing aside all my cares.
Just for a minute, I will stay in the splendid spring day.
Content and photo by Brenda Marie Fluharty ©2021 all rights reserved
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Spring his on the the way. Leaves are coming out. We had our last(?) hard frost this week, but most things survived! A beautiful poem and photo!
Thank-you
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