Peering From My Door Poem by Billy Loving

Peering From My Door



Sun shining down
Wondrous creations of the Lord abound
Pale blue of the sky
White trail of a jet as it passes by
Blooming of the trees
Swaying in the delightful March breeze
Green beginning to reappear
Passing of another year
Leaves beginning to sprout
Tulips blooming out
Gator setting in the sun
Kids playing, having fun
Ladybug crawling across the floor
So easy to ignore
Bird's playful song
I haven't heard in so long
Grass growing so slow
Awaiting springs first mow
As simple as can be
All the miracles I see

Monday, December 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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