Dreamily I Awake
to warming fingers of Spring.
The same rays that give
cause for songbirds to sing.
And although trees blossom and flowers bloom
giving beauty to the scent of Spring,
my heart remains in Winter
when songbirds were wont to sing.
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Author:
James Alexander (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 19th, 2021 10:12
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Well I hope that by the time springtime sings into our souls you feel lifted from winters chill having survived the frosts.
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