Count down to “Poem in Your Pocket Day!”
23 more day’s for the count down!
Tuesday, April 5, (My Grandmothers birthday. Breast cancer took her from us three years ago, right after she turned 72) In honor of you, Grammy:
Spring. By Faith
Spring is coming
birds like airplanes
flying to pick up fuel
for the baby bird planes.
Spring is coming.
The sun is a giant chick
that picks up the bird plane.
Hear the rain
coming to an end?
Now a new season is starting to rise
as the last one sinks into the earth.