Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Spring SOL#13


Spring is creeping in
Wind isn't biting
Insects are flying

Sensing warm sun, the
Trees are budding while
Ground flowers are blooming

Puddles dry quicker
Children play longer
Smiles appear brighter

Welcome old friend.


.

10 comments:

  1. Ah yes, spring is that friend that I enjoy welcoming each year. She is always so fresh and pretty. Revived from her rest and ready to bloom. I love this time of year and your poem reminded me of some of my favorite parts. :)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Oh, thank you Betsy.your comment made me smile. :)

      Delete
  2. I love the part about children play longer...I know we have already enjoyed being outside because of the time change and the warmer weather on last Sunday!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Amy, yes, that is cool. Thanks for your comments.

      Delete
  3. i tried writing poems about spring with my young students this week - and then realized they really don' remember how spring felt or looked - they were little kids last year! Your poem is wonderful and reflects the joy of being outside.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Anita, aww, that your kids can't remember spring is too cute. I had not thought about it either. You can talk about the change they are seeing and hearing every day.
      Thank you for commenting and sharing with me.
      Pat

      Delete
  4. I love how you welcome the old friend of spring in your poem. I like, too, how your friend creeps in and then opens to the fullness of nature and playing and happy children.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Maya,
      Thank you for your comments. It makes me feel so high! I'm loving this SOL challenge.

      Delete
  5. Welcome indeed! I sure hope the puddles dry quicker part is accurate!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Lori, thanks. The ole March wind was drying out the puddles at my house. :)

      Delete