Late Spring
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A Joy Deferred Today the sun came out again, I always knew it would. The wind is cold but that’s okay, Spring’s on it’s way that’s good. Before too long the days will warm, The leaves once more appear. The birds return their lovely songs, Are what I long to hear. To feel the grass…
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So it’s April again and that means National Poetry Writing Month. Once again, I take up the challenge of writing one poem every day for thirty days…. Day One…. FROZEN DREAMS The late snows melt then freeze again, They slowly melt away. A patch of green revealed now, Gets larger every day. Our bulky coats…
Brain Bits To Go 