241 Dogwood in Spring

Posted on February 10, 2016 by Ken Greenman

There!
And again,
There!
peeking through Spring forests
yellows, golds, greens,
a sudden lacey splash of
dogwood white,
caught by a glimpse,
a lucky look
while breezing down a back country road,
almost missed
in a quick seconds blink.
What other treasure,
lying in a glen
have I missed ,
not looking where my focus
should have been?

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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