| Posted on April 11, 2011 at 12:36 PM |
Spring
In spring I see the vibrant yellow sun and the bright blue sky. Also I see the puffy white clouds the brown pine cones, the bright green grass and the trees.
In spring I hear the wind rustling the leaves and the birds singing. I hear kids giggling and the faint music in the background.
In spring I feel the the warmth of the sun on one side of my face and thechill of the wind on the other. I feel the jagged pine cones, the rough sticks and the concrete warming up from the sun.
In spring I taste only the fresh clean air when I open my mouth.
In spring I smell the sweetness of the flowers and the soil and the earth. I smell the fresh cut grass and the evergreen trees.
By Sydney![]()
Categories: Poetry
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