Spring

gone is the winter sister

with disgruntled scowl,

foul-smelling mouth,

draped in angel white wings,

Lazarus' shroud.

 

we welcome gladly

 

 

 

bright eyes shining, sweet breath,

dance on blanket green,

sapphire diadem,

daffodil yellow gown.

 

 

 

stay far beyond morning,

we'll sleep windows wide open,

limbs intertwined.

 

 

 

Notes: 

Writer's Digest Prompt Day 2: For today’s prompt, write a visitor poem. The poem can be from the point of view of a visitor–or the people receiving the visitor. The visitor could be expected or unexpected. The visitor could be welcome or unwelcome. The visitor doesn’t even have to be human.

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