Spring
When i remember spring
I shall dance beneath
the weeping willow trees
I shall sing loudly
capturing the breeze
gazing into the warm sunset
why I'd remember laughing till dawn
the fondness of a whitetail fawn
nestled down underneath a drifting log
sifting through the misty fog
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2023
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