I find myself looking forward to the return
of the light as spring approaches. It's rather
that glorious time of year when hope returns,
tiny bits of green force their way up and out
into our very beings and the birds begin to
sing. For me, it adds an entire dimension . . .
create, creating, creativity, creator . . . and
again, most of all, hope!
cold winter mornings
find myself longing for spring
around the corner
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