|Yesterday's page from "A Year of Tiny Pleasures" calendar.|
Spring is gloriously, finally, truly-madly-deeply here. We can get outside, walk, breathe, not freeze, feel a breeze, believe in promises again.
Enjoy the promise of this lovely little piece by Sidney Wade, and then visit the Poetry Friday round-up at Carol Varsalona's Beyond LiteracyLink.
first green flare
by Sidney Wade
(Read the rest here, at Poets.org)