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A Lone Daffodil
I was walking in March
when from under the snow
-Spring reached up and grabbed me
In my path was a stem
pointing up from below
-a lone daffodil reaching toward me
My darkness was gone
a single robin in song
-with the cold still freezing the air
As my mood had been changed
all life rearranged
-my steps treading nary a care
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
when from under the snow
-Spring reached up and grabbed me
In my path was a stem
pointing up from below
-a lone daffodil reaching toward me
My darkness was gone
a single robin in song
-with the cold still freezing the air
As my mood had been changed
all life rearranged
-my steps treading nary a care
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
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A Lone Daffodil
A Lone Daffodil