Its Spring here.
Its early before 6 AM.
The birds are here with me
and no rain. Every morning we have the Spring rains
, not today. I think
the world becomes fragrant in the spring.
My roses red, yellow, orange
grace my yard and now my table.
I hear the sounds of hope. My own
pain goes away.
I determine now how one has to be in this world.
Humor for sure and laughter lead the list.
So dear readers take stock
of the Spring and her gifts.
Write a comment or two about your life
in England, US, or wherever you may be.
Have a beautiful day.
Anita
Friday, 30 April 2010
From Anita with love
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