Dead arise
Bees buzz, birds fly
Vernal plants budding and blooming
Fresh beginnings flowering
Primrose and violets, and tulips and 'mums' seedtime
All perennial and in their prime
Their beauty worth millions of dollars
Billions of dimes
It's a shame Winter wants the beauty of the spotlight, too
No matter how I wish, it always takes my spring away
For a year without sharing it again
But when it was our turn,
Oh! What a season it has been!
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Random Poetry Collection
PoesíaThis is a collection of bad poetry I've managed to compose through the slurs of ink we've come to know as letters we form into what we know as language. The '*'s indicate that this poem is a little on the sad/darker side.
