By Senior Jess Billimore
In the springtime haze, there is a breeze,
Petals dance around with ease, breathtaking sunsets,
My love for spring is true, each beginning is new,
Birds sing melodies, sweet and serene,
Living like this feels like a dream, when the day ends i take a sigh,
An array of colors kiss the sky, i envy the birds as they fly,
Lost in spring, nature’s hush,
Each day i feel a rush, butterflies dance in the soft sunlight,
And my dreams take flight.
Beautiful poem, Jess.
I feel the same way Jess! The birds!! I love listening to them this time of year. Nicely written.
“An array of colors kiss the sky” is beautiful and evocative; it reminds me of the sunsets I used to see when I lived closer to the ocean. I miss those skies sometimes… but I also really love the “silver hour” that I get living in Palm Springs near the mountain, where the sun sets behind the peaks early and there’s a long, extended twilight.
I agree! Jess says, “Mr. Hesson is very poetic . . . and insightful.”