Spring, a Poem
Tied up hair,
Bare legs
Sandals and painted toes.
Dresses, swirling around the knees and the sound of the bullfrog calling from the creek
Twilight fades
Soft warm breezes
A camp fire in our tire hub
The call of children
The meow of our cat
Twining between our legs
Catching us off balance
Spring
The smell of turned dirt
The rev of a tractor
A checked shirt
And pocket T
Perfume and body lotion
Earrings dangling
Bracelets clacking
Friend gathering
Spring
Bursts of bloom
So lovely
I catch my breath
For it lasts only a millisecond in time
Before the wind blows it away
And the sun burns the fluffy clouds
Into summers high
Hard blue
And we say goodbye
To beautiful
Soft
Memorable, lovely
Spring.
George Schultz
So very nice. Wonderful poem for a special
Time of year.
Your words are a gift to all of us.
Cindy
Thanks George!