Magnetic Poetry: A Rainy Day in March
by Sakhmet
I want the sun
smearing the garden pink,
singing up peaches,
heaving summer into sweet.
An additional (semi-poetic) thought for the day from Lola: Happy is the baby born at 1:23 on 4/5/6! Is that good karma, or what?
3 comments:
Wait! I signed up for the poems...shouldn't I have gotten mine already?
never mind, I have since received it! :)
Good, because I didn't know how to help you. I was going to call in Sakhmet the Wise, but she is too busy for computer support these days. So I'm very happy you received it!
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