Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Poetic Asides Hir a Thoddaid Challenge


Spring Morning

Spring has sprung and grass is getting green.
Soon robins and more signs will be seen.
Our morning walks will become routine.
Ice and piles of snow now seem obscene.
The spring rain coaxes tulips from the earth.
So they come while air’s washed fresh and clean.

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