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Friday, May 13, 2011

They Hold The Promise








Riot of colors--
Yellow, white, green and shadows,
Outside my window.


Rain and sun in air;
Clouds dancing with the sun beams;
Each shift changing mood.


Swollen and ready
Rhododendron bud sticks up
Waiting for the sun.


In floating silence
Two birds move across the trees
Leaving just a thought.


Some forsythia
Are still green without blossoms;
Others lie on the ground.


They do not smell yet,
Swollen purple lilac buds;
They hold the promise.


Shining so sweetly
Three petals shake in the breeze.
Stop! Poison ivy!


Humming in the sun
The early bee takes his choice
Among the white blooms.

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