poppy perfection the way through March spring hints, then starched winds long underwear again but poppies remind with bright benevolence spring will take hold warmth will come promising lazy heat they’re brave and delicate—folding at night yet early sun insists they throw open their hearts and drink light
Just lovely. Made me breathe deeply!
I go be with the poppies when I need to breathe deeply, too!
Beautiful.
Thank you, Allisonn!
Oh, that ending... I'd pay for it... it's so good!
...folding
at night yet
early sun insists
they throw open
their hearts
and drink light
Brilliant, the poppies and you!
You are so supportive and encouraging! Thank you!