The scent of spring grass
Enters through the window
As I lie in my hospital bed.
This day will surely pass
And I will go
Where the mower turns grass to hay.
I relish this spring day
And will walk in sun
As the mower goes to and thro
Until my rhyme is done.
K Morris - Poet 
Delightful
Thank you, Annette. I’m delighted you like my poem.
I can almost smell the fresh grass!
I’m delighted my poem conjured up the scents of the fresh grass for you, Esther! Thank you for commenting and liking my poem.
Fresh grass is one of my favourite scents.
Thoughtful poem, Kevin.
Yes, the scent of fresh grass is a wonderful scent, Vivienne. I’m pleased you like my poem.