Dandelions sway

in the morning sun while

wind whistles a merry tune.

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Winter tried to push

Spring aside, but the lady

wasn’t having it.

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Dressed in bridal white,

that tree stands alone waiting

to unite with green.

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From high in the sky

the moon sends kisses of light,

making the pond glow.

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Noisy morning

with the wind shouting at trees,

“I’m not a blowhard!”

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Several warm days bring

forth a colorful response

from both birds and plants.

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That broken limb now

touches the ground, but once it

tried to touch the sky.

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The choice seeds go first,

but as the day goes on all

the rest are soon gone.

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When push comes to shove

at the bird feeder, some birds

fight; others take flight.

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Just watching the flames

in the fireplace dance brings

me a quiet joy.

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