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Late Winter Morning

Puffs of cotton blowing high,
Hiding, then revealing 
The warmth of the light,
Shadows across my face concealing
A late winter morning confused
By the finger of spring.

Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2018

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Pandita Sietesantos

May 20, 2018 at 11:08 AM

It's all about the beauty you shared in awesome imagery! Such a lovely piece that I enjoyed reading! Hugs. Pandita

May 12, 2018 at 8:41 AM

Beautifully portrayed my friend...love and light...^WW^

Mystic Rose Rose

May 11, 2018 at 8:19 PM

I enjoyed your poem this evening, Isn't it grand when spring can place a finger on winter and blow it away with her beauty. Love it,

May 11, 2018 at 8:11 PM

Oh, I like this one immensely, Sunlite. "The finger of spring" now that's cool!

May 11, 2018 at 11:28 AM

Oh, I just love this! I love to watch the sky too and this is so well written. A favorite :) Thanks for sharing!

May 11, 2018 at 11:10 AM

Lovely verse and image Sunlite, but thankfully winters behind us now, that said winter does have a certain beauty. Tom.

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