Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Poem #11

Write a seasonal poem.



This is the season you peel off layers
of down and flannel
of fleece and wool
The season when you step out
of the pretty sweaters
and fuzzy boots
that bury your light--

No more hiding.

The season of rebirth is here
It is time
to reveal
as the bloom
you truly are--

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