the blossoms
the beauty
.
the sunshinethe reminder of all things good
when there are so many
who try to render me
hopeless
who spew forth
poison
and fill time with
lies
and tend voids with
evil
i turn to the heavens
and i'm reminded once again
of the
promise of spring
1 comment:
Love this post, Joyce. May you always be reminded because you then, in turn, remind us!
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