A Poem by To be scene To be heard

Flowers slowly blooming.
Bright green leaves cover the trees.
A light breezes with a hint of warmth flows threw me.
Little signs of winter start to fade.
Spring is almost here.
Brightly painted butterfly's fly about.
Color starts consuming nature.
Rain sprinkles down.
Making everything shine and twinkle.
I take me paint brush.
And capture the beauty.

© 2012 To be scene To be heard

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You wonderfully executed the scene of my fav season spring!keep writing!:-D

Posted 7 Years Ago

I love the details. Great write!

Posted 8 Years Ago

I loved the last two lines. Spring is my favorite season. I enjoyed this very much.

Posted 8 Years Ago

This is so wonderful, Enjoyed the read

Posted 8 Years Ago

I really love this

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on May 27, 2012
Last Updated on June 8, 2012