Sunday, April 3, 2016

Spring...(National Poetry Month #3)

Spring calls for haiku
Like frogs singing in a pond
Constant night music

Trees bud with green leaves
Flowers bloom in bright colors
Eyes and nose glow red

Stop and smell the rose
Listen to the buzz of bees
Grab your epipen

Sunshine breaks the clouds
The last puddles go away
Drought worries begin

Birds singing Spring songs
Faces turn toward the sun
Happiness abounds

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