Tiny yellow buttercups sprinkle the lawn--Cool Brightly lit daffodils sprung like a school pinky-blue skies brushed late Not one seed speaks, speaks so straight Harsh winter winds rush away in sin Bright rays float down smooth--like gin preparations are made just for June Spring is coming, is coming real soon!
Thanks RosieSmrtiePants for the idea to do this! đŸ™‚
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
That year started out the same, Introductions, a checklist of rules and routines But students are the unpredictable variable Cece was misplaced, Â mainstreamed into Gen
A matrix of lines stare back at me–a list of endless possibilities for a day of discovery. My feet my only transportation; oh glorious liberty: