Charlotte-Poetry



REMEMBER Remember the flowers finaly in bloom  And the light wind rustling the leaves of many trees   That was spring Remember the kids and lambs frolicking through long grass And the sweet smell of ripening fruit That was spring

Remember tumbling over and over down hills on sunlit days And the breeze in my hair as I run back up That was spring

remember the dirt in my fingernails as tiny trees are placed in the soil  and the light rain falling on the garden   that was spring

REMEMBER