And Blossom In Purple and Red
Windowed doubt shadows out peripheral.
Fear balances envisioned in centripetal.
Autumn’s amber hark back hearken.
Forgotten kits cry down, mother marten.
Good fellow robin indicates emending sprite.
Spring expands secret eyes only sight.
Droplets of hope dew days new dawn.
Open arms stretch a point wide yawn.
Hope turns a blind eye in despite way of head,
And blossom into purple and to red.
6-01-16
Copyright © Ironic Zink | Year Posted 2016
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