our breath hangs in the night air-
exclamations of delight –
rising to meet the smiling moon
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sound of spring song-
in the cold night air –
wild geese on the wing
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twilight shakes out the evening stars-
casting them across the cove-
to light the way to the moon
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Observations from the Garden
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love these little snippets, Kathleen! the transition of winter into spring… (I have a lull today, am going to catch up on some of yours!)
So glad you have a little breathing space – you are in the home stretch now! I’m happy you like these- I am enjoying writing them too – hugs – K
ha….def thoughts of spring in reading….love the puffs of breath being exclamation points…ha…and the song of the geese wings….very cool..a bit of magical whimsy…