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Spring Is The Yearly Death of Hope

September 16, 2021
By EvelyneWrites PLATINUM, Arlington, Virginia
EvelyneWrites PLATINUM, Arlington, Virginia
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Spring is the yearly death of hope

When buds slowly open to kiss the air

The suspense of growth gives aching way

To the bright sunshine already there

Grass has sprung from hard grey ground

Ice thawed from limpid pools of blue

The birds’ refrain echoes so sweet

No need to hope for something new

March delights, desires of May,

The buds are bloomed; none’s left in store

Spring is the yearly renewal of life

Yet death of hope; why long for more?

The author's comments:

This poem is one of four poems about the seasons- if you enjoyed it, go read the others!

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