Written by Khalia Solomon of Northwest high school
Chirps of birdies ringing through the misty morning air,
fresh and sweet
cool and refreshing
dew,
left from the gall storms of the previous nights.
As the soft snores and the gracious hum of tires
gliding on the wet pavement
rang throughout the night,
the whispers of nature were
hush, hush, hushed,
as their quenching thirst was fulfilled.
The dull blue sky reflected in the palm-sized puddles
adorned the sidewalk,
along with its cracks filled
with dirt pushing through,
peach and fuchsia colored flowers,
adding color.
Tree roots of all twists and shades of brown
glistened
as the sun peeked through the fluffy white clouds,
illuminating the dirty shades
and bringing life to green stems of grass
that the yellow and black bees moved throughout.
Spring, Spring, Spring
sweet, sweet honeysuckle,
wafting through the air letting it be known that spring is here.
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