Spring

by snowywolf89

poem about spring

Spring 1/4/09

The snow is slowly melting away from on top of trees and buildings,

dropping down and sounding like rain as it fell.

Once all of the snow is gone,

Planet life will grow.

Small blossoms will appear and slowly wake up,

reveling beautiful new flowers and plants.

And the spring air will be filled with new smells,

of roses and honey.