The sun descends in western sky as warbler trills his lullaby. The warm spring breeze blows through your hair as scent of jasmine fills the air. You stroll along a country lane, and listen to spring’s sweet refrain. This warm spring day has come to end as thoughts of love again impend. The thoughts of passion tangled sheets, and whispers only night repeats; the secrets only lovers know when passion leaves their hearts aglow. And in the morn the sun’s display; another bright and lovely day. A sign of Mother Nature’s flair; a sign that spring is in the air. March 3, 2018 Contest: Best Rhyming Poem in March Sponsor: Laura Loo