Spring Poem by Rebecca Springsteen
Spring
The sky is starting to open up,
we see the sun shine again.
Do we burden the beautiful days,
with our sorrow?
While the birds sing,
we swim in desolation?
With the people,
isn't it anything but isolation?
The swinging swing,
is the happy memories.
Your not okay.
Until you feel the sun on your skin.
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature love
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