The time of happening is here
sun has rediscovered its purpose
in waking up the fruit trees
prodding vines into looking alive again
stolid stodgy oak has the tiniest leaves
apple blossoms went from one to many
all in one day
The time of miracles is here
and to think once I thought
those only had happened in times before I was alive
remembering then
in the newness of being
fairies and elves upon the land
The time of glassy mornings is here
there might be ice fringes
more likely air crisp in the dawn
afternoons nap warm
evenings with winking fireflies
pink skies
star drenched nights
promises intended to be fulfilled
true spring
#NaPoWriMo
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