Monday, April 4, 2011

Smell of Yesterday

Wind whistles, chills,yet
fills me with hope.
Leaves from last fall
swirl in this spring's storm
then quietly
coat the ground.
They lie in wait
for tulips to push them
aside, like crumpled blankets,
for the scent of lilac
to fill the nostrils of passers-by
and hide the smell
of yesterday.

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