I've Been Thinking

Spring?

The hint of spring hangs in the air;
balancing precariously between
biting cold and toasting warmth.
As if the earth is holding
its breath.

I too wait for spring,
the anticipation flares
new sparks that
kindle into flames
of hope.

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judy.g.gibson@gmail.com

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