Mellow Moments

Spring’s smile
bursts
through the trees of the field outside our window…
I welcome her warmth…
The promise in her pocket of warmer days to come,
while I’m still wearing winter clothes,
soothes something inside of me.
Somehow when one steps into the first day of September,
a certain kind of magic happens!
Blossoms appear on the barren trees of Winter,
one can only see with the mind’s eye
and already smell the sweet fruit of Summer’s breath…
I return Spring’s smile.

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Brenda.ps23©