Below is the poem entitled On the Brink which was written by poet
bauer. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The days are getting longer;
The sky’s remaining light.
It feels like spring’s arrived
But Mother Nature says – not quite!
The temperature’s still chilly;
The wind chill ruddies cheeks.
The calendar confirms that spring
Is not for a few weeks.
Yet birds have started chirping
And buds are on the trees.
Puddles keep their liquid form
And just refuse to freeze.
Although I love the winter,
I’m tantalized to think
That seasons are about to switch
And spring is on the brink.