Treasure Island

Connie Yost

(5/27/38 / Reed City, Michigan)

Airily Wafts


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.

Submitted: Sunday, May 26, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 06, 2013
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