




As winter loosens her icy grip,
I find myself looking forward to greener pastures, wild roses and the sound of water…



Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse
Posted in Short Stories, tagged blog, nature, pastures, roses, short story, sound, spring, water, winter on March 14, 2023| 13 Comments »





As winter loosens her icy grip,
I find myself looking forward to greener pastures, wild roses and the sound of water…



Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse
Posted in Winged Messages, tagged bird, fingers, laughing, sounds, spring, water, winter on March 22, 2022| 18 Comments »

Winter lifted her icy fingers,
And just like that the sounds of water running,
Birds singing.
And Children laughing filled the air.
Welcome Spring!
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