Pagosa Springs Artists

Breath of Spring

At opening door
was greeted this morn
with a breath of spring,
 air soft and warm.

Abruptly  gone,
cold stinging blasts
as snow  retreats,
forgotten fast.

I heard flies buzz,
birds chirp and trill,
saluting this day
so balmy and still.

The air smelled rich
of soil and rain,
it’s  kind caress
m’amour  became.

 

first published in Penned From The Heart Devotional

also published in AllPoetry.com

©1997 Bonnie Manion

   

Poem of the Month

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  • "Rich"