it is again that time
when the last of the
ice on the shores of
Lake Ontario show
in a perfect ‘V’
the Canadian geese fly
north homeward
and return to their
soft muskrat mounds
it is spring’s safe haven
a welcome respite from
winter’s chilling grasp
a hibernator’s release
to stand freely in the
healing warmth of
April’s soothing breeze
dressing for comfort
another new song from
nature’s
symphony
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Just a teeny tiny poem to welcome Spring and to celebrate World Poetry Day! I am working on something new but this one suits the day and the seasonal shift. I say this, tongue in cheek, as a mighty nor'easter blasts us. I do like irony but I like Spring more.
In propinquity,
Nic
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