Spring (at last)

An acrostic poem.



Somnolent still,
Perhaps it will
Reawaken nature
In all its glory
Now that the sun
Glows once again
And spreads its warmth
To a frozen earth.
Leaves that were limp
And hung lustreless
Shine green anew
To bring happiness.
© Luigi Pagano 2017


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Stunning looking poem Luigi.. I’ve never tried an acrostic – this has inspired me.
Eira x

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