Snow melts, flowers bloom.
Weather gets warmer, sun shines through.
O, what joys spring just brings.
Children are laughing with such glee.
Riding bikes or jumping in puddles,
They find joy in the simplest of things.
School's almost over for the year.
Prom season is here.
Acceptance letters should be coming soon.
Where will you end up going?
Somewhere faraway or close to home?
It doesn't matter where you roam.
Graduation is here once again,
So get ready to go your separate ways
From everyone you grew up with.
For, friendships made all throughout school
Could very well dwindle and die.
Make sure you say your goodbyes.
YOU ARE READING
Fields of Thought
PoetryJust a collection of my poems. I hope you enjoy :) Note: poems marked with an * indicate a trigger warning and should be read with caution. The warning could be anything from depressive topics to death and suicide - even some swearing. ©Bethraylene
