A soft white blanket covers the land that once was spring,
The earth beneath is gasping and yet cannot do a thing,
The sun draws back the blanket and casts it away,
To release the hidden flower so that it might have its' day.
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Author:
Jonathan Dylan (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 7th, 2018 16:12
- Category: Nature
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WELCOME FRIEND ~ Thanks for your first Poem ~ Each Season has its Blessing. We have just had a five day period of heavy snow in S E England but all clear now and 50F (10C). Sometimes in the UK the snow only lasts ONE DAY ~ but it is beautiful while it lasts ~ Yours BRIAN (UK)
Thank you very much! I am from The Midlands myself, we had it pretty bad, not as bad as you guys though! I took inspiration from seeing the budding daffodils fighting to bloom.
Super write, may the flowers always bloom. Welcome to MPS.
Thank you very much!
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