Hello Quince
By
John I. Blair
Hello quince,
Hello daffodils and pansies,
Dandelions, henbit,
Wild plums,
Flowers-without-a-name.
I hail your grit
That blooms each spring
For endless years
Despite the cold
The night,
True as long
As genes allow
To celebrating life
And the holy writ
Of its survival.
©2018 John I. Blair, 3/1/2018
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