Victoria Black

Rookie (June 3,1993 / Portland, Maine)

Spring Day - Poem by Victoria Black

*this is a memorie from when i was a young girl in kindergaurden when theworld seemed to be right and i didnt understand half the things going on*

I look outside at the nice spring day,
I remeber how i used to go out and play,
The green grass in my fingers and hair,
The bumble-bees everywhere,
I used to look up at the crystal clear sky,
The birds would fly high up above,
The clouds would float like lifeless thoughts,
I could smell the BBQ's,
And i wish i knew,
The butterflys would land on my arm,
They wished me fare-well as i moved on.

Comments about Spring Day by Victoria Black

  • (4/11/2008 10:51:00 AM)

    Nice use of words to produce vivid immagry, Made me want a pulled 'pork sandwich' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, April 11, 2008

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