Late March Magic Poem by DM W

Late March Magic



O the season's first scent of freshly cut lawns
Delights all my keen senses! It sets me up
For the day ahead. And I get the feeling
Something magical is about to happen.

Sunday, March 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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