I was rolling in the darkness.
The winter turns to spring.
Not much more than plenty.
I guess I didn’t need a thing.
I see her growth in real time.
Sometimes, I witness all.
Take it in and keep in stride.
And just pray I don’t appall.
The light is on horizon.
I am almost out of bed.
There are reasons to be hopeful.
For less reasons than you said…
Dennis Mantin 
Both the poem and picture are beautiful!
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Thank you, Cadeegirl!
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Thank you my brother
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You are welcome, my brother…
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