Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
A dash of spring air
first, daffodils,
then blossoms,
then hurried feet, cameras
kids with bonnets
then birds start returning
when humans depart
Unexpected,
spring arrives.
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