We’d already rejoiced
With winter’s passing –
Left shoveling snow
On rock hard ground
and shivering through
blue-black nights
with a million stars.
We’d welcomed days
of endless sun
with gentle breezes
where daffodils danced
and robins played.
But it’s all come back now
Dreary grey clouds
bring an endless return
of icy rain
with shivering winds
and pelting sleet.
Just cold gloomy skies that
Over cast
The now browning
Peach buds –
no blossoms
left of summer’s
fruit.
But there is hope
the days will lengthen
the sun will shine
the earth will warm
someday
one day
soon.
(©JoanCampbell)
Birding Boomers 
Well done. Waiting a little impatiently for all the drama to clear and the sun to come out and to stay here.
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Thank you!
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I’m a little behind in reading blogs, but loved the poem. Good Job my friend.
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I really have to get back to my poetry! Thanks.
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