Springtime As The Gardener
Spring,
his time
for leafy
prayers from Winter's
share of heaven's rinse
on Earth— his maiden ice
jolted by the sun, his prance
comes in dew drops and seed drops, a
gauze on forests and grass blades as sweet
blooms by his tender motions spread all 'round.
Copyright © Paige Hind | Year Posted 2024
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