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The snow lies- glacial, in a tiredness of season, yet lingers as a dying hand might clasp the last dawn. Springs birds are eagerly aloft, searching any reason to light on soon-greening twig, to nest anew in their long-flown home. Sun lights hope, and Earth turns- nodding northward, to shake off shock of slumber, to renew and cycle life- in turn, from what lies waste. Seed of life death dare not deny, for in sudden waking it shudders, then flies from out its tattered shroud, greening gladness all the while. ~MKC
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 15:15:58 +0000

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