We Turn the Page

Spring has come again. It’s time to plant new seeds. Green leaves appear on the trees. We can rejoice in the changing seasons. The children grow taller and wiser. We can look at a painting, or paint one; we can read of another time and place or we can write about it. Our past becomes a part of who we are. We listen to music that evokes memories. We read poems that remind us of our lost youth.

The eagles and the falcons soar above the fields of spring but so do the crows and the hawks.

The sun rose just moments ago. The sky brightens for a new day

We can engage or become immersed or we can observe. We can express opinions or withhold them.

Life goes on.

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