~ Violin Daughter (b. 1998)
it smells like spring
the grass’s new growth is soft and green and
the air is alive
peach blossoms are soft beside the dark wood of winter
and when i look up
i see new green buds
against
the
soft
grey
sky
Thursday, April 9, 2015
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