on the first day of spring
my inward breath
gives way to a fragrant sigh
******************
on my walk to work
you dream no endings real
at the start of spring.
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On a spring morning
ReplyDeletethe perfume of blossoms awakes
my slumbering senses.
by Esther
I wait spring’s caress
ReplyDeletemy inward breath pines to fly
with the soft bud’s scent
By Serena
Oh if it were but spring
ReplyDeleteMy breath would run away
With the fragrance of the flowers
On the wind
By Serena
Early morning spring
ReplyDeletethe quiet air still holds a
taste of winter's snow.
By Esther