Spring is like a perhaps hand

With fine lines that grow

After white Winter has thawed

To create warmth

And defrost you.

 

This hand creates life

When touching nature

And perhaps will bring smiles to pleasant neighbors.

 

This hand is weathered

And perhaps quite old,

But this hand brings us youth annually.

 

Yes, perhaps Spring is like a hand.

 

 

 

I am participating in NaPoWriMo 2013! If you’d like to participate, feel free to check out the link here: http://www.napowrimo.net/

For today’s challenge, the first line is from a poem by e.e. cummings that can be found here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15407

 

Don’t fret, I will not just be posting poems because I like to mix it up, so I’ll be sure to post some other things as well 🙂 I’m excited to participate in NaPoWriMo! Thank you all for joining me on this journey 😉