Spring Energy

 a poem of the season by Elisa S. Keeler

A shift in the air

Each day unpredictable 

The warmth, the sun, 

Then thin layers of frosted dew 

 On the windshields of cars 

Each day turning and shifting 

And churning and sifting 

Until the buds start popping 

Their bursts of joy 

Revealed to the eye of the passerby

Happy Spring!

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