Comes the bloom of the Winter-sweet
comes the greeting to my grief
comes the day with pale light to shine within.
Comes a new beginning.
Every moment starts again
sweet fragrance drifts
Love whispers softly to the morning light
I see shy flowers
until spring will bring new leaves
when the sun shines gloriously.
This is a re-post from June 28, 2020
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