Looking Beyond Spring

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Looking Beyond Spring

Like raindrops on

old cobbles

falling, I can sense,

see and feel

each individual

splash ..

And like young

fledglings

in their warm safe

comfy nest,

each one of them

hungrily yawning ..

I too feel

so very blessed ..

Like buds,

on a branch each

patiently

waiting and taking

a rain check

until the coming

of a new spring ..

I do still look for you

everywhere,

but I can’t see a thing ..