BTT#30: A Question for Little Things (Ars Poetica)

­ A Question for Little Things (Ars Poetica) ­ I rise each year on a Dark March morning To descend steeply down the Trail treading steady Between still sleeping leafless Trees to wrap my Own first breath of Spring In a green blanket of Southern bluebells Draped across black soil of The muddy sinks where the …

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