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Spring is Birthing

Spring is birthing new hope

I saw it on the sloping hill

Not far from where I strolled

 

Lambs were springing

Gaily with their kin

It was such a joyous turn

Life filled with possibilities

Unfurling like a fern

 

 

The trees demand my admiration

For the buds they have just burst

What joy it brings to me

To see that nature

Is in an optimistic mood

 

I am even further comforted

By the horses nuzzling at the ground

It seems they are in such good health

One could almost say it’s rude

 

Spring is such a happy time

With nature stirring from her slumber

-Defying anyone to brood

For she offers a new season

Full of splendid beauty

Surely it could lift

The solemnest of moods

 

I think that I am lucky

And I am thankful for this day

In a world of such uncertainty

Nature continues on her way

 

So I want to take this moment

To reflect on all I have

This freedom is a blessing

May I never take for granted

The liberty gracefully bestowed

Upon my mortal soul

 

For I have been gifted

In this crazy tumultuous world

With a little piece of heaven

Which knows little of the turmoil

From which many now recoil.

 

C.K. 22

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Clare

Sun 6th Mar 2022 21:08

Thankyou for your like and comment, John. I for one feel the need for a little light relief from the horrors we are seeing unfold.

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John Botterill

Sat 5th Mar 2022 23:18

A beautiful poem providing a ray of sunshine we all currently need. Thanks Clare.

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