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Monday, March 2, 2015
Sparks
Looking out the window,
I see flashes of light
Falling from the trees.
Sparks,
Glittery sparks.
Not rain, nor snow.
As the sun rises,
More rapid they fall.
Energy,
The moment when ice turns to droplets.
The coated branches
Provide the start
For the sparks.
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March 2, 2015 at 2:43 PM
This is a lovely, hopeful poem! I love "glittery sparks!" Jennifer Sniadecki
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This is a lovely, hopeful poem! I love "glittery sparks!" Jennifer Sniadecki
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