THE LACE OF SPRING
Petals fly
wild feather floats.
Angels hum with cloud ballet
every sound of wind a song.
Flying flocks sing and swoop
the sky a silken hue.
A day to chase your dreams.
-Sue Neufarth Howard
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like if spiderwebs could dance..
Thar’s a great thought. Thanks.
Lovely and evocative!
Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it.