As I Sit in Spring
Sunday, mid-morning
and finally
it’s not raining
the wind is silent
but for occasional sighs
and flutters through
curtains of green
April is stretching
and so am I
Both of us pushing
the grey away
letting light
warm our days
Prompt via The Wombwell Rainbow
Art by Kerfe Roig
Charlotte Hamrick 
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This is a gentle self-affirmation. Lovely, Charlotte.
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I like the hope in this. (K)
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