budding beauty

( in response to a poem below )

shoots will spring
push dirt that cling
to dance with the wind
sparkling jaded green

dew eases the thirst
goes with receding skirt
to greet the morning light
a breath of full delight

happy faces could see
the marvel of beauty
enjoy it as it grows
a bud for tommorow

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springtime tulips
i long for their quiet resurrection
from frozen ground -
like verses flowing, more
when mending hearts love again ...passingby