Springtime by S. Anderson
The Disillusion of Snow
The Disillusion of Snow
A heavy blanket of snow
On the ground
Today, more is promised
Beneath the snow
Old wounds are healing
Dissolving into the earth
The limited moisture awaited
The year that is ending
Has been a hard one
As hard as a stone
Lodged beneath the heart
The morning silent
It is as if all life
Has gone underground
Like the bulbs in the garden
Healing happens out of sight
All waiting new life
Waiting for spring
The garden colorful
Bird song in the air
When winter is over
And spring comes
Will we remember
These last days of snow
December 28, 2018
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