Spring Sunshine Plays With The Wind Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

Spring Sunshine Plays With The Wind



Spring sunshine plays with the wind,

What thoughts come to mind?

Delight, like children at the beach

Playing tag - plashing the rippled edge.

Delight like the bushland birds,

Wheeling in joy - alert, newly paired.

Delight like the old man without regrets,

Free of the demons of success and failure,

Throwing a poem into the stream of time.

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