The sun is struggling to stay afloat
in the ocean of clouds that fill the sky
It is a wonder to watch the play
of light and dark as shadows wander
through the garden and yard
The trees are shrugging off their winter's cloak
the wind is whispering thoughts of spring
of green and growing things-
I hear chickadees singing and laughing
preparing for nests and bird love
while I sit here with my coffee
watching the day glide by me
dreaming of sunshine and warmth.
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Wonderfully perfect poem for this first day of spring. Whoot.
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