Spring Ahead

by Channie Greenberg

Very Nearly Folly

Then, suddenly, I felt the urge to do dynamic things
Like bungee bridges, hang-glide skies,
Actualize dreams, repent lies.
’Twas young, but smart, so I waited.

Spring

Meadow flowers reach.
Raptors sing robins’ music.
Tree blossoms witness.


Copyright © 2011 by Channie Greenberg

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