Spring

Spring

We are seeking new horizons
where earth and heaven meet,
we've seen a season's passing;
one borne of one's defeat.

Caressed by gentle sun rays
through oak and maple veils,
ending Winter's cold display,
walking down our favorite trails.

The birds will sing a lilting song
as we watch the children run,
then listen to their laughter
while playing in the sun.

See the geese fly overhead,
they're heading to the north.
A neighbor works her garden
soon flowers will come forth.

Spring is so sweet and fragrant,
we see it everywhere.
Season rich with growth and love;
a sensory affair.

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