Heather Williamson
Poetry on roots, love, life and faith
Tag: snowdrops
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Awaken
The sunlight slipping through the treesCasts shadows like barcodesAlong my wayThe low winter’s sun strobingBetween the slender trunksIt is a beautiful dayAnd in the hedgerows Among last autumn’s leaves still lyingTender snowdrops droopAnd green crocus shoots break throughThe world is awaking from its slumber Read.
My Wordly Wealth 