Sunday, January 20, 2013

Burrowing

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the small village,
wrapped in cotton wool.
 
Hidden from the hills;
 
waiting for spring to escape
it’s own cocoon.
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  1. BarbJanuary 20, 2013 at 4:41 PM

    A beautiful scene, Hildred, but I know how you must yearn for the first green shoots of spring.

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