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Green Shoots
My morning stroll, a search for signs of spring.
The sun is bright although the temperature is low
But has been lower throughout the long night
Beneath the trees the grass is frosted white.
Frost crystals sparkle with reflected light.
But still I search for signs although I know.
Until the soil is warm nothing will grow.
Despite the fact I can't see anything.
Beneath the soil ready to germinate.
Seeds bulbs and corms are waiting patiently
For soil conditions to become just right
Life held suspended in a dormant state.
One day soon, they will suddenly break free.
Spring will arrive at last to my delight.
poem
by
Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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