Trees shake off the snow,
drawing fine lines
along the ground and
cinching their trunks.
First buds break dirt,
sleepily pushing skyward.
Bird-song chimes in their
signs of spring
junking winter’s child
By Sarah ©2018
Trees shake off the snow,
drawing fine lines
along the ground and
cinching their trunks.
First buds break dirt,
sleepily pushing skyward.
Bird-song chimes in their
signs of spring
junking winter’s child
By Sarah ©2018
By Sarah 
So much life in these trees…..sublime.
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Thank you 😊
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Lovely poem expressing so much. Great imagery here.
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Nice Sarah.
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The business and beauty of seasonal changes. I love the way you ended this.
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Thank you so much 😊
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