The Kissing Curse – #poetry – #MarchWriting

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

Petals fell like snowflakes

On this, the first of spring

Each time they would smooch

Weather did a strange thing

At times, it was like summer

Then, twas autumn’s leaves

Lastly, winter, with its cold

Left icicles on the eaves

No matter where they kissed

Things would only get worse

It’s when they finally realized

They were under a kissing curse

Others told them to knock it off

They couldn’t stand the change

But, apparently this whole thing

Had been carefully prearranged

Happy Spring/Autumn Everyone! Enjoy your day!  ❤

March Writing Prompts – The kissing curse – Day 20/31

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