Nature’s magic

Nature’s magic
Hope Springs – winter’s passing
In a garden bud’s amassing
Crimson crocus-crescendo-noise
White tipped snowdrops quaintly poised.
Feathers flutter-mating calls
Love is in the rain that falls
Silent now from underground
Nature’s magic can be found.
In a world of deep discord
Sow a seed of sweet concord
Look into our souls to find
Leaving winds of war behind.
Jpoet7 ( )

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