The seasons have changed from winter to spring.
From grey skies and rain to sunshine so bright like an angel’s wing.
Let’s enjoy the sights while we walk along,
Outside with clear skies and the mockingbird’s song.
A nice pace to settle on this trail,
Temperature so divine the Holy Grail.
Animals so small and yet mature.
Look a rabbit in alert with good posture.
The wind and breeze on our faces.
Through the woods, Mother Nature’s mazes.
This feeling I get with you by my side.
Fingers interlocked our destinies tied.
Spring has come finally at last.
Moving forward, leaving Winter in the past.
This walk was nice let’s take another tomorrow.
For Spring is the season that diminishes sorrow.
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The Beauty of Written Word
PoetryThis is a book full of poetry that I have written, they will be random not followed by a theme. You must express yourself and free yourself from negativity I do this by writting poems.
