Tag Archives: poem about spring

Open the doors

Open the doors, the windows and shades
letting in Spring a bit early today! \o/
The crows are cawing, a magpie or two
even the mockingbird is singing a tune
the whole world seems ready; albeit a few days to soon
even the maple has the beginnings of blooms
so…. Open the doors, the windows and shades
let in the Spring just a bit early today!

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A more glorious day

Bright is the sun
finding its way
into the room
between leaves
tracing shadow
in the kitchen window
to cracks in curtains
hiding my inside.
A more glorious day could
not be comprised or
composed
by my own hand.
So I shall breathe deeply,
lingering here as
shadows of evening
fade into earth
and sky deepens its shade
of sapphire;
content.