Tag: spring
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My watchful guest
March 26,20238am on a Sunday morningThe owl sits outside my window, as I watch the morning sun glisten off pristine feathers. I sat & watched through my bedroom window as the cool spring breeze blows your tail . Not in your usually spot, today but front & center of the tall old pine. Not hidden…
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Spring`s first breath
Spring`s first breath arrives early this year,drifts through open windows of desire. Warm air fuels our dreams of winter`s death. Song birds sing outside my window songs of spring birthing on the horizon. Tiny buds pushing through slowly thawing ground, like tiny rays of hope slipping through the cracks of a broken heart. Each new…
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