Amber Grass

At last, the hope of Spring has come
Tis naked ‘pon the amber grass
Yearning for the light of day
Brushing gainst my back alas
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I feel the sun break through the glass
Inside the meadows, side rungs rail
Pale Edgings of cold winter shale
Uncovering the litten pass
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Kelly S Griswold

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