She lies in wait. She contemplates too much… When to sprout… to blossom. Planted with love and grounded. Cultivated with affection but wounded. Harsh weather muted any sounds. She cries tears of joy. She hesitates to spring forth. Many years have come and gone but she continues to delight. Spring renews during the night and generously graces us with her sparkling sight. We should not take her for granted. Spring makes the earth seem so enchanted. She springs forth goodness, hope and light.
Published by Frederica R. Burrage
I am a passionate, eclectic Artist. A published author of two books- NOT ONE TEN PASSIONS and Flowers Radiate Beauty. I'm married, with two beautiful daughters, a stepdaughter and we have a spoiled cat, named Casper. I work in Philadelphia, PA as a veteran Firefighter of 20 years. I consider myself an avid Gardener and an amateur Photographer. Other hobbies of mine includes: reading, painting and doing puzzles. Lastly, I enjoy volunteering with various organizations in my community.
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