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We wait Long days, noise, silence Chilled, weakened Fruit has not yet appeared But see wonders Promises of rebirth In you Around you

Red on Blue

Sun caresses my closed eyes Birds sing me into silence Buds on branches burst green, pulsing with unseen life Red cardinal lands on limb, fidgets, flies A memory of beauty Majestic red against blue sky A touch of Love on my heart  ...

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