Goodbye winter, farewell
Hello sunshine your
Beauty and grace
Welcoming the grass
and budding colors
of the flowers
Beckoning burgeoning wings
Clumsy after slumber
A beautiful beginning
Of spring soon
To be summer
Goodbye winter, farewell
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Own the Bridge: A Collection of Poetry
PoetryMy dad used to tell me to own the bridge. To stand tall, be front and center, and pretend you're confident even when you're not. This poetry collection is me owning my bridge. This collection begins with The River, which is about dreams and developm...
