SPRING


They've come again
The fields are shrouded
Clouds drift above distant snowcaps
Alone you abide
Water blankets all
Tips of wild beauty reach for nourishment
Light that has vanished
Sweet serenity
Sweet inability
Struggle to provide
Struggle to survive
Give of yourself
Nourish what is to come
When Spring arrives all you've yielded
Is the key to assisting all you cherish
To survive and flourish another year

Wendi Hirschy-Boutwell 1997
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