Friday, April 11, 2014

Green Spikes are Promises

The last cold grip of winter has weakened,
Daffodil spears poke through the damp, brown earth
Pointing to the sunny sky,
Green spikes are promises,

Soon there will be flowers,
Soon it will be Spring.

~Kathie Adams Brown (April 10, 2014)


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