Connie Yost

Rookie - 20 Points (5/27/38 / Reed City, Michigan)

Airily Wafts - Poem by Connie Yost

Airily wafts through tickle grass tops.
Jack Frost has been making some half- hearted stops.
Wishing to make her intentions real clear,
She sings a few notes in his tentative ear.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 6, 2013

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