Mindful Places
Bounties advance spring has sprawled
Silvery gray skies with powder puff clouds
The last decline of winter has since been forgotten
Sweet calls embark to gather a mate
Reminiscent of yester years
Blushing seasons whispering a favorite tune
Golden forsythias now nearly in full bloom
I remember as a child taking some into my small hand
I was filled with sheer excitement to delight my Mother
And I did so
With teacup parties in my sand box
And shovels and pails that scooped a tunnel to forever
The familiar smells and comforting sounds
The lovely red-breasted robins shagging around
Paging out her goodnight weeps
As I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep
The long awaited wondrous season has begun
The day ceased with the closing of the sun
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
