Friday, May 9, 2008


Under the blue sky, white butterflies among the apple blossoms
After its first mowing this year, the lawn looks like a boy 's botched crew cut

I walk barefoot by flower beds filled with promises coming true

In an old planter, a surprise of forgotten flame tulips

My precious pink peony has opened

And so have the irises

Book on my lap, I fall asleep in the 3 o'clock sun
Finally, finally spring has come

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