Saturday, July 12, 2014

My Georgia Spring

Quiet stillness of morning
The silence of the homecoming
Geese return to splash and play
Upon the mirror smoothness of the lake.
Cows from red barn linger
Slowly they awake.
A distant owl hoots –
Too early to quiet down
And the robin that is nearby
Barely makes a sound.
The joy of silence as the
Pearls of droplets dry upon
My picnic table.
The tulips and daffodils drink their fill
Before the orange glow filters still
Announcing the joy that it will bring
The arrival of Georgia Spring.

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