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Saturday, April 19, 2014

Even Shadows are Gentle



 Now it's finally Spring;
Cars are swishing rapidly--
Two cows are kissing.


Front door is open;
A breeze so gentle blows through--
Inside meets outside.


Reflections in pond;
Sharp shadows on the house;
Rooster crows again.




Green buds are bursting
From their deep cold winter sleep;
In the blue Spring sky.



On this soft morning
Even shadows are gentle
In the muted breeze.




The rugged stone wall
Snaking up the mountain side
These many seasons.




Between pick up trucks
Jogger sings a wordless song
Tunefully and soft.


 


Ghost nuzzles Gina;
They both are happy campers
On this light Spring day.

















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