[Totally Optional Prompts encouraged us to write about transformation.]
The Change
Winter chill hung in the air
refusing to let go,
but the sun warmed up the ground
inviting trees to bloom.
White flowers perfumed the air
oversweet and cloying,
until a sudden snowstorm
of delicate petals
and a warm breeze signaled that
spring had arrived at last.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
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We take it all for granted - expect it - but it sti;; surprises us.
its one of the things I love most about spring, all the petals in the air...
Thanks, Stan and Juliet.
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