My world is blushing the softest green
 trees bursting to unfurl their charm
on this fine morn in early May
our street on a quiet Saturday is 
waiting in the sun for its canopy to
burst with foliage, arcing high above
clasping limb to limb in greeting
prepared to shade warm days ahead
with broad leaves in overtones of green
while willows weep
while willows weep
with joy at spring's return
JoMae
5/5/18
#poeming

 
 
 

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