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First Breath.
A breath of spring yet early lies
upon a songbird's call
to fall so sweet through lighter
skies bestirring sap's new rise.
A smile is strung on greening buds
as winter's race so long begun
has now to slow her pace.
nicely done, and some days in
nicely done, and some days in my winter have made me feel the same way, although today, with 18" of new snow on my roof, I'm afraid the song birds call would be for a sweater and shovel.
Liked this thought very much, keeps me hoping.
The thought of song birds
The thought of song birds needing sweaters and shovels made me smile. That was a one off day I think, it's been foggy, frosty and jolly cold ever since. No snow though.
Couldnt resist trying to capture that small taste of spring. Glad you liked it, spring shouldn't be too long. Sue.
enjoyed this
Very much enjoyed this.
An excellent composition of one of Nature’s Songs.
Thank you so much for such a
Thank you so much for such a kind comment, it's much appreciated. I'm very pleased you liked it. Sue :-)
An excellent evocation of
An excellent evocation of spring's coming---can't happen soon enough for me.
Starward
Thank you, I wish it had
Thank you, I wish it had stayed a bit longer, back to the cold damp again now :-)