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Monday, February 1, 2010

Fresh Start


A sunny mist,
A winter twist,
It makes me breathe,
I can not grieve,
For what once was,
Or,
May have been,
I must move on,
And,
Try again,
Sow fresh seeds,
Lay roots down,
Dig and rake,
On new,
Fresh ground,
Water,
Fertilize,
Prune,
Mow,
I can not wait,
To watch,
Them grow.

~ by cindee ~


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3 comments:

The Japanese Redneck said...

I'm with you there! Ready to see green growth.

So are the horses. They want green grass.

Cute poem, have a great day.

Bangchik said...

Sweet poem. I love the photo, and nature is as elegant as always, painting sky with clouds! ~bangchik

creekside rummager said...

Your creative writing is amazing. You just seem to whip out a verse so quickly. Hopefully Cindee, you didn't write this at 5:23 a.m. I was out in the garden today and saw a few very promising hints of things to come. Yeah!!!