Dandelions in blossom,
Grandma's garden in full bloom,
My apple tree has its leaves again,
Air filled with flowery scent.
Cats and kittens licking each other
Ready to catch its prey
The neighbor's dog barking
Wanting to go out and play
Children playing, swimming, biking,
Children everwhere.
Of course they're joyful,
Who isn't anyway,
When the season turns into spring.
© Leigh Herondale July 2015
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 10:27 AM UTC
Dandelions in blossom,
Grandma's garden in full bloom,
My apple tree has its leaves again,
Air filled with flowery scent.
Cats and kittens licking each other
Ready to catch its prey
The neighbor's dog barking
Wanting to go out and play
Children playing, swimming, biking,
Children everwhere.
Of course they're joyful,
Who isn't anyway,
When the season turns into spring.
© Leigh Herondale July 2015
I came from a tropical country so I haven't really experienced spring but I want to write about it based on my perception so here it is. People from countries with four seasons, how is spring really?
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