Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2020
Hours into the first awakening
The freshly thawed swamp
Echoes with new spring life
50 Fahrenheit in the sun
My spirit renewed
Wayton to realign
Setting on a hillside
Feet propped on a tree
Mather earth is so Kind
And this body Iā€™m blessed to be
Written by
Traveler  58/M/Traverse City Mi.
(58/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems