Spring

Very Raw but whatevs

Once the ones who flew away return, 

Sunshine will swallow the Earth.

What do you suppose this time is worth? 

We return the delivers with smiles.

And bread crumbs will fall from our hands,

As rain drops cascade from burdened leaves.

What did natures messengers bring?

They returned to us our Spring.

Reviews

[Neon]

Beautiful poem once again. You created some clips of spring on mind through this poem. Lovely piece.