Spring Sleep
Sighing softly, a gentle breeze,
dances amid my clothes line.
Sweet the scent, refreshing tease,
as sheets, its hug entwines.
This night, on Spring, I shall recline.
2/8/12
For the contest: English Quintain, A Spring Day
Sponsored by Francine Roberts
Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2012
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