Spring: Cassandra Kulay

The snow has turned to slush,The street’s covered in mud,A gentle wind blows, redolentWith the freshness of spring,Soon flowers will bloom andTrees regain their leaves,People will bask in the summerSun and life will be easier forEveryone. The rains begin toFall, creating an icy surfaceThat covers all, puddles areDeep but being outside isJoyous after being trappedIndoors … Continue reading Spring: Cassandra Kulay