Spring Takes Its Time

Meredith's poetry
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Crocuses outside my house.

Spring takes its time

It teases

Warm days appear in cold months

The light changes

The sun shines later in the day

In slow motion the earth thaws

Nature gets noisier

 

Spring takes its time

The first sounds seem so loud in the quiet

And then it’s here

And you’ll swear you didn’t see it coming

When did the flowers grow?

When did the frogs start chirping?

You never paid attention

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