The Spring Thaw
As frozen winter marshes start to thaw
with sunlight shining on the gentle hills,
the fingertips of springtime softly draw
on cattails growing midst the warming thrills.
When dewdrops form on buds by nature’s law,
the melting hearts start yearning to fulfill,
and nature’s rousing cycle starts anew;
to frigid winter days I bid adieu.
February 19, 2021
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2021
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