Spring

Spring is coming                                                              

With it all the hopes and promises

Of a year flourishing,

Frost and snow gone with yesteryear,

Primroses and the scents of bluebells

In woods will soon be here,

Clear blue skies with pink hues

Will welcome the call of birds

Whose sweet songs                                  

Seem to carry the messages

Of their Creator

Throughout the air,

Wishing us a prosperous and

Happy New Year!  

     by JC

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