As it should be. Poetry from the pen of

~The Poet’s Poet~

Sweet is the breath of this spring morning

Green fields, glistening with dew

After soft showers, fair daffodil bows its head

From that nearby rippling stream

Its waters, make sweet music for the listening ear

This time of year, how sweet it is to roam

Sit and listen to a thousand blended notes

Book in hand, shadowed by the umbrageous multitude of leaves.

© Chris Black. February 2019.

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