PSC/2011 |
Taste of April
Even this soggy gray day remains unable
to dispel light, feathery hope of spring.
Barely half-past March, autumn’s remains
lingering, still, but Nature offers up
soft, balmy breeze carrying scents of rain,
worms and earth, taste of seedlings,
green and growing, touching tongue,
burgeoning lungs thirsty for April’s fragrance.
Winter may not yet be finished, but for today,
only let me devour this favored taste of April.
PSC/2012
PSC/2012
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