Fallen the branches played with the wind. As nuts fell and exploded among the trees. Squireels digging eat their find while wiild birds scatter as seeds fill the air. Spring has come on a waft of breeze that soothes our darkest memories and uplifts our spirits as the sun drawn to the melting ice welcomes us once again.
Sounds like spring in the country! (And even with record temperatures today at a whopping 67 degrees, the squirrels were smart enough to keep hibernating.) Thanks for this breath of warmth. Gotta start reading the rest of your story. . .
blessin's on a wonderful interview Sis Lilith!
cynth'ya
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
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blessin's on a wonderful interview Sis Lilith!
cynth'ya