Poem 192:

When Spring Awakens

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Christmas ornaments now set aside
the fires warm glow now burns low
soon to give place to spring rains
where in the warmth of dying embers
spring buds begin their ascent,
ever eager to grow

in the midst of life’s flurries
the glow from within exclaims
the garden remains, the dust from the sun
sprinkled in morning dew
flowers waiting, begin to grow
sunrise waits upon the hill
winter embers burn low

© 2015 by James Spruell All rights reserved

… a poem to go with the picture, posted as When Spring Awakens

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