This one is old, I wrote it back in elementary school... along with a haiku about frogs.... that one was really cute.
Warmly caresses my cheek,
As I stroll through.

The woods,
There in my mind flew.

Paper and pen in hand,
I stole away, hiding there.

Trees no longer bare, fruit, buds,
Sunlight streaming through the leaves,
The spirit of spring has awakened.
Published: 9/9/2014
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