I wonder if the blooming buds all around us
know what is going on
in the world they are entering?
I wonder if these sprigs of hope
know what their presence means to us
as we look at them from our windows.
I wonder if these emerging blossoms truly
know the joy they bring
to our scary, broken world.
The wonder of spring surrounds us,
envelops our fragile spirits and
promises us new life.
I wonder, too. I hope they can feel our gratitude. Beautiful poem.
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