Melted through the clouds one morning,
I saw all the colors that winter forgot.
Figs and bees,
Grape vines under the trees,
The courage of new life to stretch its feet.
Remember when the garden grew around us,
Bees have tongues,
And little birds sang that song we trust,
The ice melted and something about love,
Something that I read in this book,
It said; “patience and the wind blows that pollen to your taste.”
The sun brought out all the colors that winter forgot.
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