knittingknots (knittingknots) wrote,
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Poem: Snowmelt

The mountain god flows
down the valley in springtime,
drip by melted drip,
a wave of green in his wake,
marked with a splash of flowers.


(I was thinking of the last bit of snow to melt from the last mountain nearby that has a snow cap)
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