Spring’s Dare

Death’s cold breath, threw

the world into a frozen dew.

Winter’s cold fire, drew

Away the promise of birth.


But Life’s sweet air

Tangles living wind through the trees and my hair.

Spring’s warm waters, dare

Me to throw out onto the Earth…




Day number Four has gone by amidst some high winds that promise Spring. I love Spring don’t you? Like usual the poem was a bit hasty. Get used to it. The month has barely started:)



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