Saturday, April 26, 2014
Budding
Budding is the bated breath,
the wait you want extended
so that flowers will be always still to come.
Once the blooms have broken out
you know their falling follows,
and no serene remembering
that spring will come again can render
ending this beginning any sweeter.
April 26 2014
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