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  • Writer's pictureDon Rearden
    • Apr 28
    • 1 min read

Sometimes Spring

sometimes spring forgets

pauses along the route north

and winter lingers




[April 28th, 2023 -- poem #28 for National Poetry Month-- woke up to a dusting of snow.]


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