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Jan 2014
I am a tiny root
Hiding from Winter, warm within my muddy bed.
I am always a little sad, here in the dark,
Waiting out the colder months,
But I felt the last years passing, a frisson, goodbye.
Spring will begin, a stirring within the earth
Green children born of the Sun
emerge timidly, tightly clumped,
Wound within ourselves.
Slowly I will unfold up
Unleashing colours
Fulfilling a promise made
As I shrivelled last September
To return, a little stronger, just as beautiful
And more mature.
Amanda In Scarlet
Written by
Amanda In Scarlet  London, UK
(London, UK)   
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