In early spring we cannot wait
to spruce the garden, clear debris.
We till the soil and fertilize,
then sow some seeds, rake carefully.
We love to put in annuals--
some red begonias where there's shade,
moss roses, marigolds in sun.
You use your hands, I wield the spade.
I pause amidst the fledgling plants.
Confused you ask, "Something amiss?"
I grin, embrace you in my arms.
What's sweeter than a springtime kiss?
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| Writing Prompt |
Please write a RHYMED poem based on the theme of a kiss/kisses. Could be romantic or light-hearted, but must be from a human's point of view.
MIN 50 WORDS
MAX 250 WORDS
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Author Notes
Artwork is courtesy of Google images
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