Spring tells us
Through its hues and fragrances
What we endured
The darkness of the winter for.
We endure the dark days of winter, hoping, "If winter comes, can Spring be far behind? "
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Again Powerfully! .. And beautifully expressed! .. Beautiful thoughts of hope! .. Definite 5 Stars! ..+++++
It gives me great pleasure to read your comments, Becca. Thank you.
Loved it, Becca
I feel quite happy and proud to read your beautiful comments on the poem, Becca. So proud.
Hi Becca, thank you for the wonderful comments. Obliged.