Spring

This is a poem I wrote describing how I see spring.

The bright beautiful colors,

The smell of fresh grass and freshly bloomed flowers,

The long quiet peaceful days,

The never ending beauty,

The never ending color,

The long sky blue sky’s,

The big puffy white clouds,

The long big storms,

With their gray and black clouds,

With buckets of rain pouring down,

That help the flowers bloom,

To bring more color,

All of this is part of spring,

A time of color,

Peace,

And freedom.

Author's Note

Just tell me what you think of it.

Reviews

[Aiden Christopher Paffo..]

It made me feel like I was in a meadow smelling the flowers and just like your poem lead me there. Awesome job.

[catney123]

Thanks Aiden!

[Aiden Christopher Pafford]

Anytime. Shalom!!!

[Mirra]

Totally love the last lines,

"All of this is part of spring,
A time of color,
Peace,
And freedom."

Well penned :-)

[catney123]

Thank you for the review.

[Mirra]

You're welcome :-)