Shoal of gray-blue cloud
Stretches to the horizon-line
Casting a chilly shroud
Where the garden lay unruffled; supine
Its carpet of warmer yellow
Darkens to a cooler sheen
Spring is a moody fellow
And spring is a fairy queen
She bathes my garden with sunshine
He grumbles in melancholy
She sparkles in colors sanguine
He replies in blue poetry
Spring is a winsome maiden
Spring is a blustery foe
Spring is a day in the garden
Or wishing from my window
Janet~
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!