Strong yet supple branches
are reaching skyward
as a gentle breeze
persuades swaying
The wondrous scent
of spring is carried
on the whispering breath
of a glorious new day
Swelling buds
are predicting…
Fruit trees are about
wake and yawn
The blush of blossoms
will soon appear
Announcing that finally...
winter is gone
4/4/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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