The snow melts and earth softens.
Sprouts erupt and the worms awaken.
The green overtakes the brown
In slow stages.
It sneaks in at the bottom first then
In from the edges.
Herbs spring to life
Under cover of dead leaves.
Perennials all, they recognize
The season’s changes first
And push themselves through the snow.
First to rise, first to shine.
A change in seasons has begun, another winter survived
And the hope and promise of spring proves true yet again.
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Beautiful poem.
Loved the line : The green overtakes the brown. In slow stages.
Nothing is permanent in life, be it any season 🙂
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Thank you, your comments are so appreciated! Michelle
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Beautiful ! I could actually see the imagery you drew with your words so perfectly. Loved the amazing message you gave. The hope and promise of spring proves true yet again. Really left me speechless! Probably one just has to wait, wait for the snow to recede, spring will eventually come. 🙂
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Thank you for the kind words, really appreciate the comments! Snow is almost gone from my yard here in Maine. I can only hope spring is here to stay! much light and peace to you.
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It was lovely to hear that. May the scent of spring fill your life with beautiful fragrance 🙂
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Nice poem!
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Thank you! 🙂 Michelle
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