Spring
Spring sunlight warms distant hills
Soft petals drift across fields
Yet cold winds shake an old door
Door creaks open, my heart yields
9th Place
Contest Judged: 3/25/2026 11:55:00 PM
Sponsored by: Suzette Richards
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