Spring in the Desert

While walking in the desert On a calm April day; Amid sage green so infinite, I spied subtle blooms. The rapid beating from a hovering bird, Transformed drab reflections to wondrous delight. It's not the same spring I've often known, With plush cherry blossoms Or sweet golden meadows. And yet...  the sidewalk planter boxes are charming to behold; There is just a touch  of spring in the …

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