Rebirth
By Pat G
I have seen her in renewal of those seeds that fell in fall. I have traced her errant footfalls as she stumbles or enthralls. With a musty taste of rousing on the surface of my tongue I have walked her moldy pathways bathed in rays of warming sun. Caught shy glimpses of bright yellow from the birth of daffodils on those mellow colored mornings when soft green anoints the hills. I’ve rejoice in flights of sparrows singing high upon the wing She has touched me in the moments and the minutes that are spring. Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 18 2002 06:00 AM PST, Pat Grantt 0 • 10
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