Bradford Pears In Spring

Poem By Dr. Charles A Stone

Blossoms thick as wool
hide delicate buds

from the icy teeth
of spring wind,

trumpet the birth
of a new season,

not with glorious shouts
but in whispers

of white against
the blue enamel

of skies laced
with sun-worn clouds,

tattered reminders
of winter's bluster

at the inevitable pace
of revival.

Comments about Bradford Pears In Spring

Play the song dear birds, breathing the blue air and white cotton wool in the sky... A lovely siblings of warmer summer, icy winter, sister of autumn color We marked our presence when we wake up, on the land None is together when one is there But as you here for my April Here Bradford pears is our gift to you Lovely write sir! _Soul

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