The Sunday Scribblings prompt is "SEASONED". This was written this last week on Mad Kane's Limerick-Off
SPRINGSpring flutters in, fabulous flirt
And flicks the last snow from her skirt.
Now freed from storms' prison,
Our garden hopes risen,
We neighbors are sharing the dirt.
1 comment:
Love the vibrant twist of the last line. And still adore your writings.
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