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snow is melting and the forest is thawing
and birds are singing a symphony as I walk a snowy path
where snow and withered leaves mingle
and the clouds sail across the sky
I come to a clearing and stand
spinning still in the decay of winter and threads of spring
I see the primrose snowdrops growing 
like nature's spring kisses
and the buds of blue bells almost ready
soon, there will be a sea of blue in the clearing
here and there are grass shoots 
like tiny bayonet blades pointed to the sun
and among the undergrowth is the green of ferns unfurling
on a fallen tree tender moss is growing 
and a brown squirrel is watching me
our eyes meet in silent peace as he eats snow and new moss
it is one of those magic moments to keep within
soon, this winter ravaged clearing
will come alive with green and wildflowers
for the sun is pouring through the trees 

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February 17, 2023


Poetry/Free Verse/Thawing Forest Clearing
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1525-054-17
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France

Submitted to the Standard contest, Your Option Again
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 02/27/2023

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