Early Garden Poem

It’s spring, still spring, Sunday morning said.

All hail the lion. I’m calling for the lamb.

A lady waits

her treasures tucked

from morning sage

just in thyme

for first blush

as shadows lengthen, the grasses deep.

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2 responses to “Early Garden Poem

  1. marie hulst

    Beautiful like you!!!!!

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