Whistle

I can’t help but smile

I can’t help but smile
as I’m walking

I can’t help but smile

I can’t help but smile
at the sun

It shines on my face

it warms up my skin
as I’m walking

I can’t help but smile
as I walk the while
in the sun

© L. Rose

So…it snowed today, a miserable, heavy, wet snow, and more snow than was predicted (or maybe it just seems that way). I have been sitting on this scribble for a lovely spring day, but I got impatient. I am impatient.

Hope you all had a lovely St. Patrick’s day. Happy blogging! and thanks for stopping by. – Linda