A Day Known to All

April 24, 2009
By Aubrye Brower BRONZE, Rockford, Michigan
Aubrye Brower BRONZE, Rockford, Michigan
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First day of spring, a day known to all.

A day where walking to school, the sun will always race you there.

A day of blissful dreaming when the window’s open and a light breeze Tickles your face softly.

A day when you’re not the only one walking outside and listening to the Robin sing a song for the first day of spring.

A day when the neighborhood smells of freshly cut grass and flowers are Blooming to meet the sun.

A day where parents force you to bed even though the sun hasn’t set.

A night when the light rain hits the window, singing you to sleep, after a Beautiful first day of spring.


The author's comments:
I know everyone knows what it's like for the fist day of spring, in this poem I wrote there are 3 senses that used to really tell what spring is like.

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