Music me with season’snotes, cast bright light streams that alchemize dark, dispel; bringing not leaves butarrivals, fresh green sprung. Butter dandelion mop tops ascend as first bee manna;crocus buds bowl to striped lilac, thawed humus notes tickle my pinked ivory nose. Linda Lee Lyberg is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Linda says:write a […]

dVerse Q170 — Song of Spring