by Renita Boyle ~ Day 5 napowrimo2014 Posted in seasons

‘. . . life awaits the turning of earth.’ ~ Hal Borland

 

Winter lay deep and long in the garden

But now the shed invites, 

flings open the door on rusty hinges

and hails spring.

 

It is a small journey up the path~

a change of season,

a change of heart.

 

A blackbird sings on the fork.

Come, turn the earth.

 

Renita Boyle

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