Spring Poem

Spring Has Finally Arrived

I've been writing poetry since I was a child, even having one poem published in my hometown newspaper! I've not done a lot of writing, like I should, but only as the whim hit me. After 30 years of being an elementary school librarian, I'm considering that next door. Hopefully, it will be in the field of literature, where I feel most comfortable!

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And Now It's Spring

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Published: April 11, 2018

The grass is green across the hill,
But yellow blooms the daffodil.
It's sunshine on a little stalk,
A friendly flower, I bet they talk...

Of little kids, too long inside
They burst outdoors to play and hide.
Tracking mud and bringing bugs.
Look, there's footprints on the rug!

Tiny whirlwinds, these little tykes,
They skin their knees while riding bikes.
They rip and roar, they're running wild!
What fun it is to be a child.

It grows warmer every day.
Shoo the children out to play!
Pick the flowers, play in mud.
Too much rain, here comes a flood!

My snowy, winter days are gone.
I mourn them, but I hear a song
Of birds in trees; wind chimes ring.
I guess it might as well be spring!

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