In fields adorned with hues of emerald green,
Where sunlight weaves through leaves unseen,
Spring whispers secrets in the breeze,
Blossoms unfurl their delicate charms,
A symphony of petals in nature's arms.
Birds sing melodies of joy and mirth,
Celebrating the season's rebirth.
Gentle showers kiss the earth's embrace,
Nurturing life with tender grace.
Rivers dance with a renewed flow,
Reflecting skies in a vibrant glow.
In gardens, life emerges bright,
A canvas painted with pure delight.
Ephemeral beauty, fleeting and fair,
In spring's embrace, love fills the air.
In the poetry of spring, let hope resume.
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The Harvest
Koyi wobbled to her shabby wood and straw kaz, holding her machete and an old burlap bag with some yams. Someone had laid another basket in front of the patched up door—rose apples today. They were a bright reddish pink, looking waxy and crisp, just the way she liked them. The culprit knew her very well. Those would be crunchy, juicy and sweet—she could tell—but she gathered all the will she could muster and pushed the basket aside to enter her home. She had already said no repeatedly and would not be taking bribes.
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