I chose number two:
Sometimes I have to vent. That is what I did as I wrote dVersePoets’ Cinquain today. I seem to be more outspoken as the year goes on. My mind is appalled. I have a hard time believing what I hear and see. My country is falling apart.
This is the time of year I always look forward to. I love the flowering trees. Watching daffodils and other spring flowers bloom is a refreshing type of miracle to me. What boggles my mind is how much beauty wills out in the face of a bleak future. These rulers of doom cannot outdo Mother Nature.
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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts – April 17, 2025
The Bag Lady 
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