Poets Words

Reese Watson, Reporter

The spring is coming!

The spring is coming!

At least, 

I really hope so.

But the snow keeps falling,

Inch after inch.

The flowers can’t bloom,

Because the ground is frozen,

And the flowers are sad. 

But soon enough,

The air will warm,

And the ground will soften,

Giving way to new flowers.

New life.

New hope.