Watching Spring Unfold

The buds, fuzzy and soft, pop out of the branches of the peach tree.

Her neighboring willows sway with small, golden green foliage. 

Grass sparkles and dazzles in the bright sun. 

So green it hurts. 

Like an unexpected laugh that leaves the sides aching for more, 

and protesting for less, all at once. 

New flowers dance in the breeze. 

Swaying to natures music. 

As birds sing, frolic, and build. 

Merrily embracing the day. The freshness. 

The abundance of joy found in watching spring unfold.

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