What am I to wear
season passed beneath the snow
ugly bulky winter fare
I will sing a lovely tune
to bring a smile to his face
not noisy as the summer festoon
none other than fragrance of spring
a dash of a tango
might I borrow fairy wing?
midnight song will I falsetto sing
fresh light notes
nature’s simple offering
ivory with a hint of pink
dance I’ll share with the stars
jealous be the moon I think
Today is Palm Sunday a day of newness and celebration. I wave my palm branch for the King knowing of the darkness to come.
This poem is from an old archived piece of prose, the poem is new, the photo was borrowed from my photography folder, the rose is a hint of Pink. This my offering for the wonderful, weekly, poetry pantry hosted by Mary at Poet’s United.
penned in moon dust 
Ah…the words of the poem fit very nicely with the photo.
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Thank you for sharing this lovely poem Leslie.
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‘ivory with a hint of pink’….this being the spirit of the poem….truly beautiful
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This is stunningly beautiful!
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This, to me, is a beautiful invocation to spring! Loved it.
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I needed to parade about with spring-time colors today. Thanks Mary!
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I love this! the lightness, the colors and the moon being jealous!
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Yes the moon needs to be periodically 🙂
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I love the fragrance of spring and that color – ivory with a hint of pink ~ Looking forward to spring’s dance ~ Happy week ahead ~
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a little fairy wing tango…and a dash of spring…smiles
i like not the noise of summer as well moon….
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A lot of sources, MW – but it all comes together delightfully. 🙂
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love the images, the changing to spring… “midnight song will I falsetto sing”, love the fact that you used falsetto 🙂
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