Spring by Reyna Perelis - Photo by Marika Campbell-Blue

Spring is:

A forest of purple crocuses, bundled and now
Open, wilted and
Leaning with the wind

Hugging her,
Rough sweater and soft shoulders,
My clutching hands

Books brought in from the cold,
Cracked open at night
Under warm bedroom light

Clearing aged leaves and
Planting seeds and
Tucking roots into
Gritty spring soil

Keeping on keeping,
Running in tingly, rejuvenating
Looking for flowers
Feeling the wind

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