Searching, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Beneath the leaves, spring is preparing

Searching

Rifling through the darkened brown leaves
Looking for the colors of spring,
Seeking comfort from winter’s eves.


Rifling through the darkened brown leaves
Wanting what’s below them relieves,
That which makes my lonely heart sing.


Rifling through the darkened brown leaves
Looking for the colors of spring.

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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