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One for the Earth

  • Joanne Benedetto
  • Jan 25
  • 1 min read

One for the earth

The spring’s rebirth

About again

A nesting wren

Woodpeckers knock

And neighbors talk

Wandering deer

With April near

The heaving clay

A brighter day

The stirring root

A sprouting shoot

A budded rose

Mud on my nose

A winter chill

A daffodil

The earth for one

Digging begun

 
 
 

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