will you


will you

be here when the world wakes in spring
the cold retreats to the north and birds sing again

look about at the now
hold tight to the line of the hills
let me hold you in the palm of my hand

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

20 thoughts on “will you”

    1. Thank you! Yes, that’s right. The trees change shape when they lose their leaves but the hill they run along is always the same, waiting for the trees to get their act together again.

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