Spring reminds me
Of being thirteen,
And sprouting.
The verdant tufts,
And budding girls.

francie-lynch

Springing Buds

Maybe that's why spring is my favorite season. It's a renewal of everything, including my desires.

I love this poem, Francie! You captured Innocence and the rise of Testosterone in youth 
brilliantly! It also has a fun tone and melody!:)