Child of the Spring-time,
Daughter of May,
Your hours are filled with laughter and play.
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Hey Arboreslorien, Your pen is much older than your age. This is a wonderful poem, and am pleasantly suprised of the content it beholds. Such wise words from such a young person. I like how you compared persons to the seasons - ever changing, and fading, then renewing themselves even after their life has been gone. Lovely. -L.C.
I like your poem, I believe you would enjoy reading one of mine titled 'Fall as a passage of life' you'll find the similarity in each poem