This poem was written in response to this picture from Kira’s Sunday Scribbles.
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As winter finally passes
In one last final flurry,
The season we’re all yearning for,
Comes running in a hurry,
To catch up for lost time,
Spreading greenery with a fling
And in the spirit of its rebirth
The trees start their blossoming.
I have also used the following word prompts: