SpringtimeA Poem by OliveraThis poem is inspired by my Native American online friends.I feel... A dew sprinkle on my palm.
Fresh breeze through my hair.
Caught sun rays flanked through branches.
Sweet light above my head.
Soft morning whispering...
...Springtime.
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