image © held by AnnMarie Gitchell, 2012
Spring came early to my window, flutter, fragrance, flush.
Clues unfolding in my gaze, bud, blossom, blush.
A gift, a glimpse of glittering green,
A song, a shimmer of subtle degree.
A breeze of a dream on the wispy wings of a wish.
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