My writing, Poetry

Spring is Here – poem

Spring is Here

Spring is here,
green shoots are breaking through the grey.

The last of the snow is melting away,
as the days get milder and longer.

The trees are budding,
giving the squirrels a feast.

See the tulip leaves coming up,
pushing away the plastic coffee cup lid that covered them.

Spring will not be denied.

Spring will not be stopped.

Spring is here.

 

-D. Sloma, 2013