The drip, drip, drip of the rain fills my brain
But the release of the air scatters the rain
The flowers glisten and glossem before they blossom
The bees trace the trails that have been laid before
My heart follows the robin on it’s journey far
But I’m still and I’m still me
The problem is that its spring.
The blue of the sky that is painted
Matches the blue of my serene mood
I spin and I spin taking it in as if it were food
And the silence is noisy in all of it’s glory
But I still have an empty feeling inside.
Though a cotton tailed rabbit chases it away
The laugher of a child and the smile of the wind
Changes my soul from within.
Moments pass, and I look around
Wondering at the crazy sounds
When spring comes in all of it’s glory,
When March brings her flurry,
Where does my sadness go?
AMIE ANNE 
Wow, this is amazing Amie! You are a very good writer.💖🌻
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Thank you, Rosy. ❤
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Such a beautiful poem Amie!! You have such a way with words!
*hugs
-kaelyn 😛
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Thank you, Kaelyn!
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Ofc! 😀
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Beautiful poem 😍
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Thank you!
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So beautiful!
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