[Lady Jag]

Early Spring

When the waving heavens are soft Cool inside the birth of green— And the snowdrops filter Through the blades and leaves Budding and leafing A rosy reflection—a mist of chill, A pillow of muse in all its glory And glistening, never blinding A fading, a release, A relinquishing on all That is cold and vacant. When the birds are plump And wild with nature— Seeking a link of rebirth. Early spring, when the World reopens to your embrace And there is no need for cover, For protection— All you need is one smile— And muse to live. Early spring: when birth Is a little gold, a little white. Masiela Lusha

[Soaring Feather]

Beautiful poem, beautiful.

[SevenofNine]

Well report off BBC wire Edornor has cut ties with Venzuleea or latest miltary action with that country

Also did you guys hear well Tomkow did you know that your hometown Chicago is highest tax city in the country and most corrupt LOL!