Spring, many flowers it will bring
bring with it, smells of Spring.
Awaiting Spring, Winter's hesitating
hesitating it is, but I'm awaiting.
Sights and sounds, children's smiles are bright
bright the sky will be, with beauty of sunset sights.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Feb.24/2009
Author notes
I've never written one of these before, so I figured I'd give it a try.
