Notice the outside temp
Turn off the furnace
Lift up the windows, let the fresh air blow through
Hear the geese honking by
Snow banks all but gone
The fat sheep are lambing
Kid goats bound about
Spindly leg foals stick close to their mama’s side
Pollywogs will soon be
Swimming in the pond
The robins have returned
Goldfinches yellow
The rooster struts around his harem of hens
The calves bleat loneliness
Tis spring on the farm
03/25/2021 at 23:43
Your poetry takes one to a farmhouse. Nicely done
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03/26/2021 at 02:11
This is a lovely poem, Sue.
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