(written)
April
08,
2006
Scent
of
April
by
©
2006
Marilyn
Ferguson
The
smell
of
sweet
magnolia
Drifts
through
the
morning
air
The
lingering
scent
of
perfume
Is
found
most
everywhere.
The
lilac
tree
is
blooming
True
color,
in
its
prime
Its
fragrance,
just
like
heaven
Aroma,
so
divine.
The
sun
is
brightly
shining
A
cloud
cannot
be
found
Bright
blue
skies
of
azure
With
tulips
all
around.
The
birds
are
gently
lilting
Their
song
is
warm
and
sweet
With
thoughts
of
home
and
nesting
Upon
the
breeze,
they
meet.
With
grass
so
green
and
tender
A
garden
that’s
been
blessed
Daffodils
are
blooming
God’s
beauty
at
its
best.
The
End
©
2006
Marilyn
Ferguson
marilynspoetry@hotmail.com
