After weeks of being unwell, I was cheered by the sight of the
rhododendrons full of tight buds, reminding me that, although
it was a long way away, Spring would come, the buds would open
and their glorious flowers would shine out. Warmth
and colour would be in the world again.
HOPE IN TRAINING
Those tight little buds are waiting
For next Spring.
There’s no sign of hurry,
No hint of impatience.
In fact, just looking at them
Reveals an alternative world
To the one we live in.
©2021 Gwen Grant
Poems by Gwen Grant 
Hope you are getting better and happy that nature is helping lift your spirits! Take care Gwen! 🙂
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How kind you are! I am slowly getting better but I have to admit it’s certainly slowed me down.
I write when I can which cheers me up – as has your lovely post on street art. We could do with them
in our town! Take care and stay safe.
Gwen.
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You are very welcome! Well, slowly but surely is, at least, progress! I hope that is continues apace! Best wishes to you! 🙂 🙂
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