Spring Things

A beautiful evening in the city:

flowers other than pansies

before Mother’s Day, fragrance

of two dozen roses just shined—

 

and I need some ideas if we are able

to go outside, like pick up another

smaller grill, talk to the people

you love, host a front-yard picnic

 

The NaPoWriMo prompt for Day 17 was to write a social-media poem. The above is based on Facebook status updates and is just about the right speed for a Saturday.