welcome intruders . snowdrops,  And her's a poem you may know by jmm

welcome intruders . snowdrops, And her's a poem you may know

Snowdrops

Do you know what I was,How I lived? You know
what despair is;
then winter should have meaning for you

I did not expect to survive,earth suppressing me.
I didn't expect to waken again,
to feel in damp earth my body
able to respond again
in the cold light
of earliest spring-

afraid ,yes,but among you again
crying Yes risk joy[
in the raw wind of the new world

by Louise Gluck
Great shot of the snowdrops among the blue of the periwinkle, the poem goes beautifully with the image.
February 16th, 2020  
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