Springs Simple Treasures
a fall of showers upon the earth
embrace with open arms warm spring air
pick blue flowers with a child's mirth
no two days are ever the same
a colorful rainbow arches high
run to find that irish pot of gold
shine and shimmer fills the sky
look for treasure till the air grows cold
take long walks among dew filled grass
lift a face to the suns parting rays
glance to heaven and watch clouds dance past
dazzle the eyes with these gorgeous days
watch the beauty of the arc's slow fade
bask in the last warmth of the day
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.
