Winter to spring (Remove filter)
Haiku #7 2021
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spring is springing up:
green fingers pierce through the ice,
no force can cancel.
Limericist 2021
Tuesday 9th February 2021 1:54 am
Bird table
Like a little
House sparrow
In a winter
Of sorrow
She's waits
At his table
For breadcrumbs
Of love
Standing for hours
Till sun turns
To showers
Till seeds
Turn to flowers
Before she
Gives up
Sunday 1st March 2020 10:06 pm
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