Waiting for Spring
Our love has lost the battle to hatred
It is the bitter winter of our relationship
Words of love have been exhausted
Only hostile comments are left
Let silence and time be the healers
To assuage our discontent
Allow our resentments
To fall like autumn leaves
Let the icy anger quietly thaw
As we begin another spring
Dandelion Mission
Dandelion seeds
Tiny delicate parachutes
Are swept by the wind
On a mission
They drift through the spring sky
Venturing far and wide
To sow new life
In waiting soil
Among the grass
They dauntlessly take root
And soon they bloom
An invasion of golden beauty
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