It doesn't take much
of the wearing off
of winter
to attract the yellow dust
that haunts the nose
like pepper
and creates a sniffle,
a tickle,
and then
a sneeze.
Despite the distraction
in my sinuses,
I am waiting
with a smile
for the eruption
of apple blossoms,
birch leaves,
and the bluets and dandelions
that already populate
the greening
of my thirsty
gardens.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
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some significant discomfort leads to poignant pleasure....
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