The cyclic renewal of a new season, notapoet style
Hay fever abounds, noses run and sneezes sound… it does not matter. Flowers are blooming, lawns turn green, and children play… ‘tis that happy day. Trees sprout new green leaves, woodpeckers tap, songbirds sing… Spring has sprung -- hooray! Worked my ass off, and tonight’s temp was near freezing,... Sign in to see full entry.