Spring Promises.
Buds promise the flower
The flower- the fruit
Fruit- the harvest.
Warmth, ease, colour.
In the South of the World
The promise is Christmas
And holidays- beaches
Barbecues- time off
Less clothing layers
More time with family and friends.
For the winter is over and past, and the rain is over and gone. The flowers are springing up,
and the time of singing birds has come, even the cooing of turtledoves. Song of Songs 2 verse 11 New Living Translation.
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