Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Poem: A Small-ish Ode to Spring


      A Small-ish Ode to Spring

I love it when spring first appears—

The bird songs that ring in my ears.

But the growth of the grass

Always kicks my darned posterior

And forces me to get it in gear. 

                                       —Brenda Denzler


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