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Poem for a Nearly Spring Day

I see the sky

I climb

I riseChesebro_Almost Spring

The hills are green

I tire

I fall

I sleep and rise again

Turning

Stumbling

Rising

Falling

Rising

Lost

Undone

Confused

Never abandoned

For at each turn

Each bend

I find a friend

Always the same

The same friend

Who knows my name

Who watches over me

Waiting, singing, for me

To greet me finally

To welcome me…

…my dear friend.

–Christina Wilson
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