Sitting in the little courtyard outside my dorm.

The Courtyard

The spring-time air is fresh and clean
As if fresh from the bag
The sunshine that is clearly seen
Shines through without a snag

The senile critters run and play
Looking for their prize
They search and scamper every day
For underground it lies.

New plants sprout and old ones bloom
Dusting the ground with green
Flowers every shape and size
Adding color to the scene

Poetry by Michael G
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Written on 2007-03-27 at 23:07

Tags Spring  Nature 

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Neil Chalcraft
Like it, very nice image created.