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Counting Down

playfully up close and personal tingling joyfully on my skin today warm and toasty the frisky sun behind me wintry months of frost no matter what claims my calendar unofficially it’s the first day of spring with gleeful sounds of melting snow melodious and enchanting to my ears how disappointing to see the sun toward cooled horizons slowing sink dampening any delusion of hope for a premature springtime kickoff AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Posted on February 16, 2018

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Mick Talbot

Date: 2/17/2018 1:48:00 AM

Spring started in my garden late December, hazel started blooming and is now at its peak. bluebells are showing flower buds, lilac green buds, but thankfully the privet hedge is still holding back. A lot going on. Regardless, loved your poem Line... Mick

Line Gauthier
Date: 2/17/2018 7:33:00 AM

O Mick, I am coming to visit! Loved your comment.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 2/16/2018 7:11:00 PM

And hope will take the unofficial day of Spring :)

Line Gauthier
Date: 2/16/2018 9:39:00 PM

Thanks for your visit, Kim. We'll take all the sun we can get.

Silent One

Date: 2/16/2018 5:09:00 PM

Yes Spring is 4 weeks away, but due to climate change, it actually starts a lot later now.. with plant life and wildlife suffering.. how sad..

Line Gauthier
Date: 2/16/2018 5:17:00 PM

Dreadful impact of global warming on animals indeed. Winters are not what they used to be and it's an abomination how the innocent are paying the price. Thanks for your visit and comment, SO.

Line Gauthier
Date: 2/16/2018 5:17:00 PM

Dreadful impact of global warming on animals indeed. Winters are not what they used to be and it's an abomination how the innocent are paying the price. Thanks for your visit and comment, SO.