Sweet scent
Of new-mown grass.
Youth spent
In thoughtless play.
Many pass
That self-same way,
Savouring grass
While it lasts.
Sweet scent
Of new-mown grass.
Youth spent
In thoughtless play.
Many pass
That self-same way,
Savouring grass
While it lasts.
I like this very much, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie. I am delighted you like my poem. And thank you for sharing on Facebook and Twitter.
One of my favourite scents, Kevin. I just cut my lawn yesterday, so this poem seems timely.
It is also one of my favourite scents, Vivienne. It is a shame as I suffer from hay fever, but I love the smell of freshly cut grass! I also like the sound of a lawn being mown, There is something redolent of long summer days about it.
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Thanks for the kind share, Michael
That’s it! Living with and within nature. xx Michael
Thanks, Michael.