Everything starts somewhere
In the smallest glimpse of hope
The lilac buds appearing
The freshened edge of the air
Grass growing on the slope
The stormy skies are clearing
It's what we are waiting for
The earlier sunrise
Through the curtain crack
That opening door
The time that is the prize
The moment the spring comes back
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Author:
Paul Gerard Reed (
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Comments3
Great metaphors contained in this piece. A lovely write of rejuvenation
Excellent write
Anticipatory and pleasantly inviting and triumphant 🙏🏻🕊
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