A Wondrous Thing
Spring, nature's rebirth, wondrous thing.
Watch it as it unfolds for you.
See the change of color's hue
Brown, now a haze of green.
Hear birds sing their song.
A clean, fresh scent.
Warming air.
A breeze
Spring
Copyright © Sandra L. Weiss | Year Posted 2019
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