By B.K.
Date: 2013 Mar 28
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Hot Cross Buns


As warmth arrives
Finally filtering the chill
Tree branches disappear
Into waves of blooms and greenery
Reflections of dandelions and cherry blossoms
Wave mystically
And we all sigh in relief
That the sun is back in direct motion
Freezing is not an option
Mother Natures own will
All fall in love again
In a feast of spring

Hot Cross Buns ©bk/March 28,2013