Spring is coming
Days rushing by
Watching the sky
You lay by me
May I take the hand of thee?
The sun will rise
Winter’s lies fade
Demise of dark
The dogs barking
The park sings of birds chirping
Grass wet from dew
I love you, dear
I do, I swear
More than caring
The air I breathe is you, forgive my staring
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Drapetomania: A Book of Poems
PoetryDrapetomania- the overwhelming urge to run away. Hello, welcome to my book of poems. This is an entry for The Atty's and I hope you enjoy it.
