Poetry of Years Past - 3 of Many

A Day Anew
A day to share fresh spring air
Wind lightly blowing sweet scents
From flowers and nature abound
Air so fresh sky deep blue
Vast colors surround this day so new.

-Leigha K

Poetry of Past Years - 2 of Many

Lost and Found
Spinning lights
Round n Round
Up they fly
Around back down
In a sea
Not a sound
Twas night in day
None was found
Gleaming are the stars abound
All the dust amound
Swirling seas
There is a sound
Twas day again
All was found

-Leigha K

Poetry of Past Years - 1 of Many

A Natural Truth
The sun dances on the tips of my wings
The rain falls beneath
Never to sing
As I soar through the sky at a glide too steep
A tear rings in my eye
The stones on the sand I see as we meet
The rivers are flowing
But the desert is dry
The moon is up in the starry night
As the sun rests in the sky
The sand blows away
The grass is grown
Colors form and the dream continues on

-Leigha K

Welcome Spring

Welcome Spring. Welcome longer daylight hours. Welcome more pockets of sunshine. Welcome warmth and glow. Welcome breeze with scents of blooms. Welcome renewal of nature around. Welcome.

~Leigha K