Spring (Poem by Linda Pastan)

Spring (Poem by Linda Pastan)

Spring poem by Linda Pastan

Spring

Just as we lose hope
she ambles in,
a late guest
dragging her hem
of wildflowers,
her torn
veil of mist,
of light rain,
blowing
her dandelion
breath
in our ears;
and we forgive her,
turning from
chilly winter
ways,
we throw off
our faithful
sweaters
and open
our arms.

~ Linda Pastan

       

I work to amplify good wherever I find it. I love color, texture, beauty, great ideas, nature, metaphor, deliciousness, genuine spirituality, and exploring new territory. I encourage authenticity, nurture creativity, champion sustainability, promote peace, and hope to foster a new renaissance where we all are free to be our most fulfilled, multifaceted, and terrific selves. Read more here.

1 Comment

  1. John gregory 3 weeks ago

    Spring…the garments of repentance fling…for the bird of youth has but a little time to fly, and low, the bird is on the wing….❤️

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