take my hand and climb with me…

ten degrees: ‘a rainbow and some empathy…’

Flowerparts ~ Bob Schneider

Spring’s blown back, arriving in a gown of verdant green with blue sky maids a-waiting. Breathing life from the returned sun, a sense of joy animates the oak leaves and I remember this line from a poem by Pablo Neruda:


“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”

Indeed. Here’s to blooming. Wherever you are…

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This entry was posted on October 10, 2012 by in Spring and tagged , , , , , .


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