The Spring Poem by Phil Soar

The Spring



Anxiously, she waits
Until the warmth returns
The shadow of the cold begins to leave the scene
Signs of life begin to push their way above ground
And soon the colour will return
And brighten the lives of those who suffer the dark
She is Spring

Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,seasons
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