spring

Spring, a Poem

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Tied up hair, Bare legs Sandals and painted toes. Dresses, swirling around the knees and the sound of the bullfrog calling from the creek Twilight fades Soft warm breezes A camp fire in our tire hub The call of children The meow of our cat Twining between our legs Catching us off balance Spring The […]

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The Ground Hog predicts spring!

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I know I shouldn’t and that there is no science based evidence that the ground hog can predict the melting of snow, the temperatures rise and winter’s exit, but, in spite of all odds, I believe.¬† I have this faith in the furry¬†beast that he can look into some kind of a critter crystal ball […]

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