Spring Poem by James Ronan

Spring

Rating: 5.0


Oh firn, now where's your sting?
As warm air sighs a breath of spring
To pardon flowers shackled by your icy hand
And wanderlust musings awakes from dreamland

Sunday, April 12, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,spring
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