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2004-03-23 - 2:44 p.m. -
chill deep in my bones
warm spring sunshine on my skin
sadness slowly thaws
a lone sandpiper
dances on the water�s edge
a ballet for spring
soft voice on the breeze
spring�s gentle whisper urges
the garden to rise
snow blanket recedes
revealing the rich brown earth
soon, life will emerge
the snow has melted
revealing all the yardwork
left over from fall
the true sign of spring
a robin searches for seeds
beneath the fresh snow
more later.
be well.
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