"I am hearing poetry when awake,
dreaming poetry when asleep,
breathing poetry with each breath,
I am living in a poem."
Spring is yearned for but too long in coming! Nicely Susie!Hank
Very interesting...for me, it's the season about to awaken!Steve K.
The grass will tickle her nose...
Gorgeous, Susie. That last word just makes it!
I just love that Moss Maiden and you description of her.
A beauty...the poem, spring and the moss maiden...
Beautiful, Susie, and I think we are feeling like her right about now! Spring this year is having a prolonged birthing.
Wonderful earth wisdom! Susie your short verse enchants-thank you~
Spring's pillow just sounds so right.
(or a fine, mossy burial) ha. Seriously, this is beautiful!
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