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Sestina poem about spring for a contest. |
It is my favourite season, spring
When air is full of such delicious scent Babes and growth, all things new Awaken from winter's slumber with feeling It is a period of being young And of maturity's wisdom bearing fruit From the land comes bountiful fruit Out of the ground will new life spring Tender and innocent, being so young With rich and earthy scent It causes in one such a refreshing feeling To look upon earth's charm anew From winter's hold bursts the new Displaying nature's glorious fruit Baby chicks and ducklings invoke a feeling The season has sprung. Now it's spring. On softened breezes rides the scent Of re-awakened life and the young To borrow youth from the young Viewing through refreshed vision everything as new Untainted perspective brings welcome scent Of earth's continual production of fruit That we can appreciate the newness of spring And rekindle tired passion and feeling Does the season give you this feeling Another chance at being young In your step is there a dance or spring Looking through eyes like everything's new Does it make you want to partake of her fruit And drink of her heavenly scent May you too find this satisfying scent Reviving in you a forgotten feeling Of sampling luscious healthy fruit Watching with pleasure the play of the young And enjoying the generous production of new Found in my favoured season of spring Pleasing days of spring with aromatic scent Bringing new life and feeling of freedom So we can revel in the young and sample fruit of the older |