Now that National Poetry Month is history, here are more springs poems and photos: Blogging

just like my mother's

my kitchen windowsills full

of starter plants

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first blooms

on the daughter-shared

lily

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STAY HOME TIME

For some

reason, I take

time to fold a fitted

sheet that's now lying as flat as

top sheets.

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PESTS UNTIL THEY BLOOM

Privet,

honeysuckle,

hated most of the year,

are spring-welcome; their aroma

sublime.

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