The early morning sun
Has fled before
The gray clouds filling
Once blue skies;
The winds are picking up
And the smell of rain
Fills the air;
It looks like March
Is coming in
Like the proverbial Lion,
Bringing with it
Beautiful flowers
And budding trees
And young'uns
Of every kind.
The ever changing weather
Proclaims the changing seasons:
Spring is almost here!
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Our March will be coming in like a lamb, but it gets eaten the next day by a lion. LOL Chance of severe - yuck!!!!!
Be always safe,
Karen