A haiku and bright flowers to tempt Spring from her frosty bed…..
I am either inspired or procrastinating…. Okay, okay, I know the answer to that one.
Spring lifts sleepy eyes.
Pipes in a battered farmhouse
whisper, “Good morning!”
Or, I have a variation on that.
Spring stirs lazy eyes.
Pipes in a pissed-off farmhouse
spit, “Get your ass up!”
Which one do you prefer?:weather:
Posted by Suzanne McMinn on February 28, 2007
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