Crackling fire roars til
Morning comes with frosty mist.
A circle of ash.
~~BDWS
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Short-lived though it is.
Few signs signal springtime like
When the red bud blooms.
~~BDWS
Sun, staying with us
New buds burst from ready soil.
Signs of spring have come.
~~BDWS
Wanderings on the Way 