Spring sown seeds

Spring sown seeds in silent shower,
skip past rolling day, touching wings
as new-born dreams carry them away.
Drawing breath and flinging free
they cling to future’s tail
and ride the currents carelessly
from tree to fertile grave.

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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