The daffodil shoots sleep quietly under a soft white blanket for now
The birds that return early struggle hard for a little warmth ache for longer days
The sound of melting mixes with the breeze under a brighter sun stirring and restless
Spring caresses and retreats coming ever closer the restless buds swell in anticipation
3/11/18
© Huw Powell humanthoughts.org
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