Friday, January 19, 2024

Promise

 


Grey skies in Tuff City,
sky weeping
gentle rain...
some sweet tiny roses
on my desk
bring the promise
spring
will come again.

4 comments:

  1. As someone said, Hope Springs Eternal. And nothing instills more hope than a small plant of miniature roses!

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  2. What a beautiful poem of hope!

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  3. I love your potted roses. Spring feels so far away on this cold wintry day.

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  4. This is so lovely Sherry. Thank you...Rall

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