Spring Day In The Park Poem by Kinsley Lee

Spring Day In The Park

In the early morn, birds chirp and chirrup on bare branches bright,
The air is refleshing, the smog of fine dust vanished from sight.
I can't find the dyed flowers 'cause, not having go out for quite some time,
Suddenly, yellow buds burst, calling spring, sublime.
(Mar.2024. Kinsley Lee)

Wednesday, April 3, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,branches,flowers,spring
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