Beginning Spring Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Beginning Spring



Empty playgrounds, vacant grass, gray,
bleak branches hanging from trees.

Bells ring, children flow upon the sight,
bringing all to life with their childish
yells and laughter.

Wonderful sounds to hear, beginning spring.

Sunday, April 21, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: branches,children,laughter,spring
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