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This Optimism



the green buds poised
singularly
synchronized
in
their
hanging
down

the grey sky poised
mindfully
galvanized
to
the
varying
pitch
of steady rain's
falling
sound

in the distance
a poke of blue

in the frame of
my window
a western jay
hopping two-footed
attempting
to match
this
optimism.

Copyright March 20, 2014 First Day of Spring
and my Father's Birthday
All Rights Reserved By This Author
Melissa A Howells/Meloo/Site:Tilt-a-World





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