Wednesday, March 30, 2011

on a chilly spring afternoon

I see green grass
some yellow
outside my open window all
all drinking up

I hear rain drops
they fall fast
sweet music for the birds and we
we sing along

I smell the cold
crisp and clear
every deep breath brings me to life
life that I love

1 comment:

  1. This poem if great janell. My favorite line verse was "I smell the cold, crisp and clear" you really captured the atmosphere of the poem.

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