Friday, March 16, 2018

A Poem


It's been a while since I've posted any poems, but I'm maybe going to try to get back in the habit.  Or not.  I guess time will tell.  But at any rate, here's a little poem.


Sunshine knocked on the door
and asked to come in
and the yard said,
“Oh, I’m such a mess;
I haven’t cleaned up after the snow
and all that rain,
and then there was that wind
that howled for days, and so much
stuff that blew around,
and I…”
and Sunshine interrupted and said,
“It OK.  I don’t mind a little mess.”
And so Sunshine came in
and brightened up the place.

The music came on and
there was dancing and laughter,
and conversations got rolling
on just about every topic.
After a while,
Sunshine had to step out for a bit,
but everyone was having a good time
so someone said,
“Let’s keep this party going!”
Which they did.
Quite the celebration.

“We should call it something,”
someone suggested.

They all thought this was a good idea,
and it’s such a rare moment
when everyone agrees on something.

And so, in their dancing and laughing,
their speaking and spinning,
in and out and through the magnificent sunshine,
they all agreed again.


And they called it Spring.

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