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Signs of the Times

Winter is surly. Eagerly early, Spring overtakes. Not left behind I hurry to find Clippers and rake. Each bud and blossom Quits playing possum. Appearances make. Responsive resurgence, Fixed on fast forward, Nature awakes! By: Joyce Johnson 1/28/10

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/29/2010 7:06:00 PM

Fun to read this one, Joyce and I am thankful for you that it was not your own son you were writing of. Nonetheless, it's a tragedy any young man has to die in Iraq. I did a tribute like that too one time, for a friend of a friend. I did not even know the person. It's interesting to try to write for others that way. thanks for commenting on my little poem. I am sure you are a great couple, you and hubbie. Luv, andrea

Margaret Foster

Date: 1/28/2010 10:53:00 PM

One thing about the snow, everyones garden looks good. :) come spring, come the clippers and rake, but it's all worth it. I love gardens... well written...Margaret

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 1/28/2010 9:07:00 PM

Not only great imagery but a swift pace in this poem that will carry us quickly to spring, Joyce. Very nice! Love, Carolyn