Friday, February 1, 2019

Lookee !!

Lookee there!

I gape upon the miracle
Manifested clear
In my world:

What in September
Was a patch of barren dirt
Is now a clump of leaves,

A spike of flowers
Showering fragrance
On the January air;

And it happens every year.

©2019 John I. Blair, 1/30/2019

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