Buds yesterday. Blossoms tomorrow.

I’m sitting on the bench. Looking at the roses. Of various hues. And various sizes. The earth is wet. Not slushy. Thank God .
The sky is no more dark. It is spent, for now. Looks blue and beautiful..
The little spider-web sports drops of water glistening in the bright but still mild sun.
The blossoms seem to say, ” Look at us. We have, a while ago, not been very different from the very buds of hope that have sprung in your mind.” .
I hope they will blossom too. As gracefully as the rose buds of yesterday. Smiling now at me colorfully. I rise from the bench.
There are things to do.

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About versa kay

Agile, keen, versatile,considerate,patient
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