Promise

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Gray winter lingers,
Yet branches are tipped with pink
Budding promises.
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Bear 01.16.2019
ⓒBearspawprint2019

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I Walk In Blue Mist

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Morning is thick, dense.
Hidden birds are not calling
I walk in blue mist.
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Bear 01.04.2019
ⓒBearspawprint2019