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Arise, sweet Hope! It's Spring. 🌸

Look at Elder and Rose,


The gentle Queens of the forest,


Reach their many-ancestored,


Healing hands,


Green-gloved,


Up.


Up out of her deep-rooted


Bedchamber,


Arms raised,


Awaiting ladies maid,


Spring,


To adorn her her flouncy petticoats


And verdant bonnets.



Arise, sweet Hope! It's Spring.


🌸


Look at Gorse and Willow,


Already out of their armchairs.


Observe them, with their firesides set aside,


Stretching to action for their summer work.


And so, as Gloom and Self Pity have Left their


Hearths, and winter comfort,


So can Gloom and Self Pity leave your


Heart and discomfort.


Arise, sweet Hope! It's Spring!


🚜🏡🌱🌿☘️


Copyright Anne Mackenzie Feb 2023

 
 
 

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