Loose Laces

Is anyone else happy that the cold spell is over? My granny called the chill of this time of year "dogwood winter". Carolyn is being difficult as she lost nearly all of her hostas.

Is Don Imus a complete putz?
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Following are a few lines of a new poem that I've begun. The first line is always the easiest to complete. These are not necessarily in their finishing order.

Delight of a dawn's quiet rush
Thoughts of a bond never broken
Joy of love's first blush
Echos of words unspoken