comes the greeting to my grief
comes the day with pale light to shine within.
Comes a new beginning.
Every moment starts again
sweet fragrance drifts
Love whispers softly to the morning light.
I see shy flowers
until spring will bring new leaves
when the sun shines gloriously.
Written June in 2020. This is a re-post from July, 2025
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