Hurry SpringA Poem by Gabrielle E. M. T.
One of my one minute or 60 second poem. I'm in a writing group where they give you a topic and you have this long to write about it. If you make a mistake you have to keep going. No backspaces or editing allowed. This is what I got.
Won't you please hurry.
I really miss you sweet spring.
Watching the little squirrels scurry.
And listening to the birds sing.
Look at all the beautiful flowers.
Sun setting over a field of clover.
I could lay here and dream for hours.
I never want this season to be over.
New life all around.
Animals come out to play.
Plants coming up from the ground.
This is a new day.
Goodbye winter and your wind of fury.
I want to great the season of green.
So please come, please hurry.
I miss you my wonderful spring.
© 2008 Gabrielle E. M. T.
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Last Updated on March 9, 2008
Gabrielle E. M. T.
AboutMy name is Gabrielle. I am 16 years old and I've been writing ever since I was a young child. I write my feelings to drain myself of stress and pain. Writing is my passion. I write to feel, I write to.. more..
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