At 19th and Blair,
I found it there -
That lilac bush.
And boy did I mush
My face in that bush
To breathe in the scent
With all that it's meant.
Don't care if they stare
At 19th and Blair!
Written yesterday after Writes of Spring workshop at Art and Soul in Nashville.
Sunday, April 27, 2014
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