Springtime
The mist dissipates no longer shades of white
As sun breaks through with lemon light
Shadows begin to blur and shimmer
As a new day overtakes dawn
The drab colorless landscape regains color
Another season awakens from its slumber
Bringing forth the new growth of spring
After the harshness of winter
Nature begins to flourish
It's balance highly maintained.
18/04/16
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2016
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