Walk to Spring

The Walk to Spring

Walking by the lake where a growth of new grass sprouts, he removes his jacket, now unneeded. The hills across the way still hold onto the browns of dormancy. Around the bend, the usual turn, and spring appears in the apricot blossoms in full bouquet of a joyous voice, “Spring is here.”

Grass so dull and brown, 

frowning at it, until lo!

Apricot dreams grow.

Sheri Edwards  

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Poetry/Photography

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