A Spring Morning In Yorkshire

A little verse for a fine March day

Good morning everyone.

I stepped outside today, saw this view, felt inspired and wrote this…..

I hope it fills your senses as this glorious day did mine. ☀️

A Spring Morning in Yorkshire

Spring again! I drink you in

Sweet dew of nature’s chalice

I sing again, my pink revived

Aglow on blue sky promise

Each bare tree rakes the pith of cloud

To snare moon’s fading phantom

Shy lemon sun juices new rays

For path of warmth, so welcome

New daffodils grace antique hills

Stone walls show off last lace

In fading frost and liming moss

March finds her rhythmic pace