The Slam: Slammables

Thinking of Spring

by hannahworkman, Michigan

Spring is
coming

 

The cold snow glistens and sparkles

From the waking spring sun

We pop our heads out from under a

blanket of snow

the warm sun welcomes us back

to our wondrous world

We sprout

more

and more

                            and more

Until our pearly pink petals

elevate from the snow

We yawn and stretch our leafs

ready for the morning

b

 r

e

  e

z

  e

we wait

and wait

and wait

For spring to fully unfold