Bud Poem by Josephine Lauderdale
Bud
I can hear the red buds calling
Calling to each other
Asking how they've been
Sharing stories from the past
Winter
I can see the leaves uncurling
Reaching, twisting, turning
Stretching
Growing moist with color
I can know
This moment I see
Is all a reflection of me
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: sharing
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