Spring has sprung
As I hear the pitter patters of rain
And the aroma of my lovely roses
As I stand out side
The wet cold rain taps my head
Then I do the rain dance
To the powerful almighty rain
I stay out side
And pick a blossom
For I love spring
It is awesome
As the day comes to an end
I stay outside to send
A message that
“I love spring” Poem Writer,
By: Jackie Thielman
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The spring rain feels fifferent to different people in different mood. I was observing rain fall on roses and wrote a poem on spring rain. I have little pessimistic outlook. I love your joy in the poem. Good work.