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Changing Scene

After weeping rains retreat
doves coo with throats that sing
dew drops fall on lilac tree
new aroma comes with Spring

Rivers of warmth fall on the earth
out of heaven`s blue
listening to flapping of wings
from birds too high to view

Decorating vines of budding bush
hug tightly the garden gate
among twisted breathing sprouts
possessive spiders wait

Spiders are earthly natives,
finding comfort among the vines
cobwebbed trails of silky threads
for aluminum legs to climb

By TagTina456

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