SnowdropA Poem by H.L. CerveiseSnowdrop In the dark of the first spring night rain fell. Far off, in the distance, bells sang out. Slowly, the dawn came reluctant at first, but still it came. It was still gray when the sun hidden behind the clouds rose from the horizon, rain gently falling. Cherry blossoms hung heavy with anticipation, swaying carefully in the warming breeze. The soft wind carried a scent of promise. The ground sucked at the falling rain greedily; it took it all, it was a hard dry winter. From the loam, slender green shoots towered above the grass. At the top white flowers hung heavy, dripping slowing off their bell-shaped forms sweet warm honey and milk combined and dropped into the melting snow. © 2016 H.L. CerveiseReviews
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8 Reviews Added on April 9, 2016 Last Updated on July 25, 2016 AuthorH.L. CerveisePenn Yan, NYAboutI am a computer consultant and creative writer. I should also tell you a number of my writings are inspired by on-line encounters I have in virtual worlds of various natures. Often these worlds spill .. more..Writing
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