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April Snow
Heralds of spring go hungry today.
Flocking on melted roads,
Feet too delicate to navigate
the depth of blanketed lawns.
Worms taunt from beneath pavement;
Early birds await the thaw.
Flocking on melted roads,
Feet too delicate to navigate
the depth of blanketed lawns.
Worms taunt from beneath pavement;
Early birds await the thaw.
Published 14th Apr 2016
| Edited 20th Jun 2019
Author's Note
Spring comes agonizingly slow where I live, constantly teasing with warm sunshine then collapsing into frigid gray again. However, lest you fall prey to the stereotype that all of my country is like this - it isn't. It is a vast and beautiful place, and where many of my friends live, it has been full-on spring for ages. But here....the poor robins looked so confused the morning I wrote this! It had all melted by afternoon.
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14th Apr 2016 3:26pm
Good write... may the goddess, mother nature, awaken soon, and show you the colors of her awakening...
14th Apr 2016 4:28pm
14th Apr 2016 5:10pm
Broken, you have painted a vivid picture of the robin's plight in this piece. Although it takes so long to thaw there the beauty must be awesome...here in Texas mot so much.
14th Apr 2016 8:21pm
Well, I do believe that every place has its own sort of beauty...but this place is undoubtedly the best. ;)
