Explosion of colours,
arrayed by soil and seeds.
Blistered in movements,
a lilt for all harmonies.
Humming in the wind's fire,
rippling on their toes.
Like flowers in spring,
boasting their very life.
Date Written: February 17, 2013
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All Things Poetry
RandomJust a compilation of the poems I save throughout the years. Sadly, the ones from when I was much younger was lost. I wish I'd published them.
