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spring is coming

Posted to Action Poetry




snow rests peaceful across her yard
and she smiles softly
it has been winter too long
her snow globe heart
shaken and shaken again
but always ending the same
always ending
in drifted cold

and she smiles softly
looking at the pristine perfection
of the snow on her grass
because finally spring is coming
she's heard it in latenight conversations
his chuckle the last thing she wants to know
before she sleeps
spring is coming
to break her surface
green, alive, warm