Celery shade, soft and pale
Laces the willow, a feathery veil
Her offering for spring
Lilacs longing our spirits to please
With aromatics sweet release
Her offering for spring
Chives have risen, thyme is greening
Herbs which flavor life are bringing
Their offering for spring
Within the rose cane flows a river
Sustaining fluid stirs to give
Her offering for spring
Surrounded by the Resurrection
beckoning our heart's reflection
The Offering of Spring
1 comment:
Dang, Jen, that's really good.
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