Spring Perfume
SPRING PERFUME
New
life peeks
through the snow,
flower faces
laughing in sunlight:
crocus, snowdrop,
daffodil,
never
old.
How
did I
wakeup here
in this pristine,
dreamlike atmosphere?
The smell of ice
sweet spiced with
fragrant
blooms.
Copyright February 25, 2022
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