Today’s Word of the Day Challenge is thawing.
Sol’s beams warm
Caress crystals
To tears
With warm beams
Your smile caress
My fears
Tears to streams
Sate river’s slake
Fears melt,
Puddle, dissipate
Burgeoned river
From banks to flats
My burgeoned heart
Holds strong at crack
Flowers sprout
To herald spring
Love’s thawing balm
My heart does sing
Beautiful poetry.
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