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I wake with the dawn.
The glimmer of gold over the hill
shining straight into my eyes.
I rise and dress,
and slip quietly to the river.
I sit on the bank,
morning dew seeping slowly into my clothes.
The water is a calm and solid thing,
here silver, there blue,
with an occasional flash of fish or frog.
Spring is here.
The longest winter is ending,
the seemingly endless days of cold
hands, feet, noses
drawing to a close.
A chorus of birdsong,
the distant yip of a fox.
These are the things I have longed for.
Spring brings change to everything
and I pray that it works it’s magic on my life, my heart and mind.
I would be grateful for change.
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