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Flowers bloom, the Winter thaw, Outside the songbirds sing. With the arrival of the bluebirds, I know that it is Spring. But listening to the bird’s songs, And watching the flowers bloom. I can’t but help myself, For feeling a certain gloom. For I find myself a bit jealous, As the flowers start anew, So often I wish I could do the same, If I just knew what to do. 02-22-16.
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 12:06 PM UTC
Starting Anew
Flowers bloom, the Winter thaw, Outside the songbirds sing. With the arrival of the bluebirds, I know that it is Spring. But listening to the bird’s songs, And watching the flowers bloom. I can’t but help myself, For feeling a certain gloom. For I find myself a bit jealous, As the flowers start anew, So often I wish I could do the same, If I just knew what to do. 02-22-16.
This was written for "The Year Of The Poet March 2016" on Inner Child Press... http://www.innerchildpress.com/the-year-of-the-poet.php
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 12:06 PM UTC
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