Those feeding birds feed

my eyes, provide nourishment-

a soulful repast

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Daffodils trumpet

golden music beneath sky’s

canopy of gray.

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Before the leaves

bud with their bright Spring promise,

bare limbs stretch and rest.

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Late January

and those few red leaves still cling

to their mother’s limbs.

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Having shed autumn

leaves, trees deck themselves out in

scintillating ice.

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Lit with morning light,

frost-covered hills contribute

sparkle to day’s start.

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Now that fog has gone, 

sun sets the trees atwinkle

in the morning light.

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