Spring Breeze-Cherokee Ease Poem by Chris Lane

Spring Breeze-Cherokee Ease



The season turned
Life raced on,
A Robin incubates eggs
Atop a sturdy Maple,
I proudly planted
Before this century came.

Adrift on a pollen wave;
Silent airborne;
Settles now, blankets
These cars, streets and all surfaces
A Yellowish Green,

Southern Spring Breezes
From The City of Trees
Appalachian foothills
Cherokee ease.

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