Friday, April 25, 2014

waiting

~
brown 
dead, barren 
waiting, waiting, waiting
for the sun's warm rays
spring
~



It's National Poetry Month. My children have both been exploring the nuances of poetry at school, which just tickles me. It has also amounted to a little creativity on my poetic part, as seen in this cinquain poem. Have you written any poems in National Poetry Month?

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