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End of Rebirth

Allow the cool air to affect the night opossum. Daylight, melted snow, and fragrant blossom. There is no drastic wailing, fierce snow, or lively hail. Allow water to settle and watch on the lake fowl tail. I'd want to have a gossamer of leaf distinct botanical. To carefully forego jackets, cowhide shoes, and sparkle. Strolls must be swept with soap suds to remove soot. Without judging, ingest pristine, muggy air on foot. I've prayed to God for longing and happiness. I accepted my presence and avoid being awareness Birds have arrived despite spring migration beginning.  I'm sitting down under some trees and staring. Start the year by seed sowing and feeding family. Now is the time for waking and sympathy.
Written: July 09, 2022
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Baker Avatar
July 12, 2022 at 8:29 AM
I do love the Sonnet form of poetry. You have blessed up with this exquisite example of a sonnet. Your descriptions and imagery are soothing to my soul. The wisdom shared is both encouraging and inspiring. A FAV for me, my friend. Thanks, Bill
Proxenos Avatar
July 11, 2022 at 1:22 PM
Sitting under a shady tree you create talented writes which ignites imagination and fascinates your readers - Lasaad, your talent knows no limits - beautiful. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Foster Avatar
July 11, 2022 at 1:13 PM
Lovely. I truly enjoyed the imagery on this poem. Ann
Kendrick Avatar
July 11, 2022 at 6:00 AM
Very descriptive and expressive work. Good that you can sit under some trees and reflect then write a good poem for us to enjoy. Your visit to my page encourages. Sara
Pandit Avatar
July 10, 2022 at 6:54 AM
I like the voice of your ending lines, Lasaad--Start the year by seed sowing and feeding family. Now is the time for waking and sympathy.
George Avatar
July 9, 2022 at 10:29 PM
Great ambiance ! A pleasant time of the year.... the cusp between winter and spring ! Sit under the tree and enjoy !
Horsman Avatar
July 9, 2022 at 7:48 PM
Oh this is so good, Lasaad, visual thoughts blending with the wonderful rhyme and rhythm.
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