Spring Poem by mohammad ahmadizadeh

Spring



The wind takes a stage to dance with river
It runs fingers through lawns' hair to tidder
then returns at a blow to pinch river's face
the river rushes agog inviting wind to race

Sun holds hands of ground between its rays
Rubbing them to melt ice in the warm days
Cheerful trees' branches laugh showing teeth
blooms form a line exhibiting the mirth of trees

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