rebirth
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NaPoWriMo Day 12 Ode To An Un-Named Season Winter’s garb of brilliant white Rent now, drab, grey, grubby Make way now, new beauty comes Verdant, life, sap rising Birds cluster ‘midst new buds Mates call, sing, chirp, whistle Stunning blossoms soon appear Bees hum, zip, sip, working Vernal sun now warms the land Ground thaws,…
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Okay, okay…. I know it’s “another” Spring poem. The season inspires me like no other. It truly is my favourite. So yes… I do tend to write about it a bit too often. Then again, these are my poems, so I guess that’s okay. Enjoy! Spring 3.0 Now spring is here, the crocus blooms, Promise…
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So, it’s day 24 and it’s a beautiful sunny day. The birds are chirping and you can almost see the back garden coming back to life after it’s long winter sleep. I absolutely love the Springtime. The Best Season The shining sun, the singing birds, you almost hear things grow. That sense of rebirth…
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